In '97, I got 3 wisdom teeth pulled. I had already had one extracted with novacaine and nitrous, and I wanted to be out for the final three. I still had veins back then, and was still a chipper. Anyway, they gave me IV versed and fentanyl, and all I remember is saying to the doctor "come on, are we going to do this or what? Let's get it over with." The doctor laughed and said," we are finished!" Wow, I was out cold in like 2 seconds. No real euphoria to speak of though.