Halx

When I was a kid, I loved caramel. Like all kids, though, I had a few loose teeth. One day, I was eating a Snickers candy bar. It had just come out of the fridge, so it was extra hard and extra chewy. I chomped down and my teeth sank into it... then I started chewing and my tooth popped out of my gums, stuck in the hard caramel.

I've been very wary of caramel ever since.

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FelixP

My last baby tooth was the worst. Instead of coming out all at once, it came out in segments. I lost about 3-4 pieces over the course of three days. I don't remember it being painful, just really odd and disgusting. I've never had a cavity, and I take great care of my teeth, so I don't know what happened. That was before I had braces though, so maybe it was just because my teeth used to be fucked up.

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Under local anesthetic, hearing all four of my wisdom teeth being crushed and subsequently vacuumed out of my mouth by the good 'ol doc.

Giant Hamburger

I was cycling up a steep hill late at night.
My bike's front wheel went into a deep pot hole I couldn't see.
I went over the handlebars with my hands stuck inside my hand brakes
face first into the street.
My next swallow included one of my front teeth.

Reese

I swallowed one while eating a biscuit at school lunch in like 4th grade,

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Xerxys

Four weeks ago. Under anaesthetic, with great discomfort, having my number 14 wisdom tooth being sectioned and removed.

Giant Hamburger

I was playing touch football and had a mid-air collision with the guy I was covering.
His mouth hit my forehead and broke off his front tooth
which was left protruding from my head.
They took it to the dentist and glued it back in his mouth.

The_Dunedan

When I was 10 or 11, I had a molar that would NOT come out. I mean, this sucker would wiggle, turn, twist...but wouldn't let go.

So my Mom came up with a simply wonderful plan.

Now, most of my previous tooth-losses has been similarly difficult. I even had to cut one tooth loose with a pair of cuticle scissors. So Mom decided to make things entertaining.

First she filled the bathtub with water. Then she tied a string to my tooth, with the other end attached to a large, gray, mildly panicky tabby-cat.

I think you can see where this is going.

I -would- say my wisdom-teeth getting removed was the most memorable, but I don't remember a gorram thing. The roots were heavily recurved and splayed in wierd directions, and the orthodontist had to use a hammer and chisel to break them into pieces before withdrawing the thing in big chunks, one root at a time. 3hr operation to have four teeth yanked. Those were some -GOOD- drugs!

sapiens

The Dunedan, that's a creative (and strange) method to remove a tooth.

aberkok

Got punched out atop a snowhill when I was 9. I got up, realized the wiggling tooth was finally out and said: "thanks!"

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I was over at my grandma's, eating a hamburger...and out came the tooth. There's actually nothing memorable about that-- except for the fact that I was staying the night at Grandma's because Mom was at a Pink Floyd concert.

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Oh gawd.

When I was a kid - like 1st or 2nd grade'ish - I would not and could not handle monkey bars and such like normal kids. I blame my mother. She never allowed me to play rough and such. She was always afraid I was going to hurt myself, etc. So she instilled that fear in me.

So one day out at recess, all my friends and such were playing on the opposite side of the playground. I got a wild hair up my ass and decided I was going to get on top of those monkey bars all by myself. Sloooooowly but surely, I did it! And I sat there all happy and proud and looked all around, scared to death I was going to fall. And sure enough, a gust of wind came and I fucking fell.

All I remember really is my teacher trying to rush me into the bathroom. I was bawling crying. Caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and my mouth was covered with blood. She was trying to get me to rinse out my mouth and all. I don't remember much after that. But I know Mom came and got me.

I lost 1 tooth that day. 'Principal Simpson' found it in the dirt afterwards. And I never, ever got on those damn monkey bars again.

Stoopid monkey bars.

Jove

Let me bring you back a ways to when I was in the single digits running through a sprinkler on a sunny summer afternoon when I collided with my brother and his front tooth slammed in to my forehead. I remember none of this, but the story has been told many times by my brother and mum. I think they made it up, but I could have repressed the memory.

noodle

I've only had five teeth come out by themselves... and I don't remember how.
The rest weren't "lost"... they were ripped, cracked or jackhammered out of my head.
Kinda gross, actually.

I did wake up in the middle of my wisdom tooth extraction... they had to chip holes in my jaw to get the roots off the bone. That was memorable. And hideous.

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dlish

i lost all 4 widom teeth in a hospital bed under general anaesthetic.

i ate potato and gravy for a month

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snowy

When I was barely 5, I lost two teeth in a bumper car accident.

The town where I was born has a Fourth of July festival called the Loggerodeo. We went every year because our good friends still lived there, even after we had moved away. That particular year, we decided to go to the carnival that afternoon, and our friends' teenage daughter offered to take me on the bumper cars. I was eager to go--I loved rides. So we got on the bumper car, and she tried to put the little loop belt around me. The ride operator did not bother to check that everyone on the ride was appropriately harnessed, and began the ride while the strap was still around my neck. The bumper car shot straight into the fender on the outside of the ride, and I whipped forward, landing teeth-first against the dashboard. Blood everywhere, the ride operator scooped me up and deposited me into my mother's arms, basically telling her that I was her problem now.

So I spent the Fourth of July, two days after my 5th birthday, in the hospital where I was born, stuck in a neck brace, because they feared that I had crushed my trachea since the loop belt had been around my neck. Fortunately, that turned out not to be the case, but two of my teeth (my left central incisor and the left lateral incisor) were knocked back, but not out. I had to have them removed a few days later with oral surgery, and had to have my right central incisor removed a month after that because the accident cut off the blood flow to it and it died.

My dad asked the company politely if they would pay the copays for my dental surgery, but they refused. In the end, he had an attorney friend draft a letter, and the amusement ride company (Rainier Shows, since gone out of business) ended up paying a settlement that paid for me to have more dental work (which prevented me from having to get braces later) and the attorney's fee.

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Fremen

Over mine and my sibling's childhood years we had some creative ways to pull our teeth.
It usually involved string and stationary objects, or my father and his greasy pliers. (mmm, tasty)
I once had one come out while eating an apple

One time, I think I was in 3rd grade, a bunch of us were playing touch football after school while waiting for our rides.
A friend went for a long one (long for a kid) and collided with a metal pole supporting a covered sidewalk. He chipped his tooth on the pole and went and had it glued back on.
You could tell ever after where it broke off.

My last tooth to come out was a wisdom tooth, about a year and a half ago.
A couple of pieces started breaking off so I went and had it x-rayed.
It was a big cavity and was starting to rot, so they drilled and pulled it out, piece by piece.
I could smell smoke.

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bazkitcase5

haha, yea I once had a baby tooth come out in an apple I was eating as well

the most memorable I guess, would be the way my dad taught us to his and his brother's old way to pull teeth - tying a string to the tooth and the other end to an open door knob, then proceeding to slam the door

sounds crazy, but always seemed to work like a charm and got it over and done with in no time

Xerxys

^^ String? Lightweights.

MOM: "What's that? your tooth is shaking?"
SIS: "Yeah"
MOM: "You're lying, c'mere, lemme see."
SIS: "ok ... OW!"
MOM: "Fixed, place it under your pillow and you might get something."

Done and done. for all my sister's front teeth ... hehe they never saw it coming

Vigilante

I jumped off a roof ~15 feet in the air. Really it was probably higher, but I would have to go look. Anyways, shattered my gums in front (lower jaw) and knocked one tooth completely out, root and all. The other one got crammed back in from being halfway out. No anesthetic. That was memorable as well.

The best part? My knees buckled on impact and that is what destroyed my face that day. Face to knee, self-inflicted.

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I got lucky on the wisdom tooth part though. No wisdom teeth ever showed up, not even a dot on the x-rays. That's the one genetic trait I got lucky on.

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Eweser

My loose baby teeth never seemed to want to come out on their own, so my grandfather pulled most of them with his needle-nosed pliers. The really cool part? He paid me! Also had one come out while eating a pear from directly off the tree. The rest didn't want to come out at all, so the dentist pulled those. Loved that laughing gas! The latest was having a wisdom tooth that was laying sideways cut out (luckily I only had three total and the other two were just pulled). I was under anesthesia, but somewhere in the middle I started coming to. No pain, just pressure and I went back out pretty quickly.

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For the record - no, I do not occasionally buy 3-4 cans of generic whipped cream from the grocery store just for this effect.

Nope. Nevuh.

gremlinx8

I lost a tooth while eating Dots at a movie theater.

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savmesom11

I got the string treatment once too...Dad tied one end to my tooth and one end to the door - I was terrified but of course Dad knew the tooth was ready and there wasn't an ounce of pain.

Fast forward 20+ years...I only grew 3 wisdom teeth and my dentist said 2 needed to be removed but there would be no need for surgery....30 minutes after he started I was choking on my own blood and he had to stop and have me rushed over to the ER dental clinic for surgery....I needed stitches in my mouth! Fricken HORRIBLE....

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If you remember the pictures of me earlier in the year with my head cut and my nose broken...

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girldetective

Cracked and dug out
with copious amounts of blood and tension
by a large and gleeful dentist.
Let us not remember, please.

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However, once I was waiting to checkout at a dept store and a woman came up with her hand at her mouth and bleeding. Astounded, the clerk and I asked if she was alright, how we cold help, and what the hell happened? It seems, another woman took offense to something she said in the dressing room and socked her in the mouth, knocking out at least 2 teeth. I couldnt believe it.

Too bad I didnt smell any attys around.

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KellyC

Has to be when I got rid of my wisdom teeth. They grew diagonally and wouldn't surface so the dentist had to make an incision in my gum, then drill a small hole in the teeth and pry them out. The dentist just numb the surgical area, I was wide awake and aware of what's going on the whole time. They were done on two separate occasions. The left one was a bit easier to deal with than the right one. Still, it took him over 3 hours to get it done. The right one was close to 4 as it grew near-horizontal. Lots of bleeding and swelling and pain. I've never wanted to punch someone so much.

Then there was a time when I was in 2nd grade. I was sitting in class and my baby tooth has been loosen for a few days. It was bothering me so I used my finger to flick it off. Amazingly enough it flew off. I couldn't even see which direction it went so I didn't go retrieve it. Then there were one or two times where my cousins used strings to tie around my loose teeth and yank them out. This was back when I was a kid in Vietnam. Fun times.

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I had a loose upper canine. We were visiting family, and at that age I was a very problem child. I was acting a fool, as I so often did, and my mom threatened to smack me. I, of course, disregarded the threat, and continued to harass my sister. So my mom pulled me back toward her and feigned like she was going to hit me. (my mom never hit me on purpose but for once, and I truly did deserve it.) Problem was, I've always been a clutz, and as she was pulling me toward her, I tripped over my feet and leaned hard into her fake slap, which made it a very real slap. Out came the tooth. My mom felt terrible, while my sister and cousin laughed their ass off. I too, believe it or not, was laughing as well. What can I say, domestic violence amuses me hehe.

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laconic1

My most memorable tooth loss occurred on my last day of kindergarten at recess. We were all out on the playground and were playing some sort of game. The playground at the time had a bunch of equipment made of logs bolted together. I was sitting on top of one of these pieces when I slipped and fell. My body was thin enough to fit between two of the logs but my head was too big. I literally hanged myself. My mouth and nose were smashed against the log, but I could see over the top of the log. While I was dangling and hanging by my head I remember seeing my mortal enemy TJ running to get the teacher, and I still remember the look of sheer horror on my teachers face when TJ pointed me out to her. I remember her running over and pushing me up out of the contraption. The next thing I remember I was at my dentist. I guess I had also gone to the emergency room for X-rays but I don't remember any of that. I ended up getting all eight of my front teeth knocked out. On the bright side I got two bucks from the tooth fairy the next morning, which wasn't too bad for a five year old in 1985. My parents didn't sue the school district, I don't know if they had some sort of settlement or if my parents just accepted what happened. The kindergarten closed after that school year anyway and the playground equipment was dismantled after that.

Lady Bear Cub

i remember my dad would yank them out. but once i dropped a tooth in my nonna's driveway which was made up of thousands of tiny pebbles. i was pissed because i thought the tooth fairy wouldn't come. they were nice about it and played along. i got money and a note saying she had found it.