Once upon a time I had to get braces. And those stupid brackets shred your mouth to f**king pieces. And they give you these little cases of minty wax to put on the brackets so that they don't ruin your mouth(but I hate having a ton of wax in my mouth, because why the f**k would you want that?)
So my mom comes in screaming at me with my case of unopened wax telling me to put it in my mouth (very poor choice of words) I pick up the whole pack( it's conjoined like a chocolate bar but with little dents in it. Why am I explaining more about the wax than the actual story?), Shove it in my mouth, chew in up and spit it at her, then I stormed out of my own room.
I have no regrets. And hey, I lived, didn't I?