I had my Wisdom Teeth ripped out of their sockets when I was 27. It was a piece of cake. Sure, I bled like a stuck pig for a day or two and felt like someone was using a jackhammer on my jaw for a week. But hey, it passed and I lived to tell the story. Of course, after having those Wisdom Teeth taken out I wasn't as smart as I used to be, but then, I never was the sharpest tool in the shed anyway.
On a serious note corny, you'll be a lot happier with those things out of the hanger.
Best,
Pipestud