Ya, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but when you have a fake incisor and you get in a chomping match with your favorite sourdough bread, I guess anything can happen. It's not actually a "broken" tooth per se, I think biting down with the fury of 1 million pissed off fire ants may have actually broken my jaw. Like an itty bitty fracture. It's got me popping extra strength Advil like its my 9-5, and I know what you're thinking, "that's absolutely terrible for your liver!" Well, I'm here to tell you that my liver can take one for the team. It's not like he's all that innocent anyways.