i walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth about 45 seconds ago.
there is a giant centipede sitting on the bristles of my toothbrush.
i just threw up in my mouth a little
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Saturday, December 10, 2005
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7 comments:
I'm cracking up at this post. :)
and that's DISGUSTING!!!!
EWWWWWWWW......!!!
NOW what???? I hope you had a spare?
i did.
if not, i would have gone without for the night and scampered off to walgreens first thing in the morning.
what i need more urgently is a new place to keep my toothbrush.
in a metal safe perhaps. yuck.
well, that's a dilemma for sure because you can't be throwing up in your mouth a little (hehehehe) every time you walk in the bathroom.
The ironic part is that had you actually thrown up you would have been unable to brush that taste away.
(That's just reapi)
gah. that is true, mr. moo.
True story, from the annals of Memories We Don't Cherish: boy awakes, shuffles into bathroom and begins brushing. boy's sleep-befuddled brain begins to register that toothpaste has a rather bitter-sour taste this morning. boy examines toothbrush to discover little bits of leg and crushed spider body in amongst the bristles. boy is sad.
boy makes understatement of the year. boy makes readers want to throw up in their mouths a little bit. GROSS!!! I bet boy never ever again brushed teeth without full inspection of toothbrush.
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