Saturday, February 2, 2008

Floss It

So I want to become a dentist when I grow up. Dentists are like police officers...and not practicing the perfect oral hygene is like committing a crime. They make you admit things you really don't want to. They interrogate you. They make you lie down on an uncomfortable chair with a leg rest, and shine a bright light on your face. They have sharp things near your mouth and as they scrape each one of your teeth, they ask you questions.

"When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" they ask. You know it was last night, but your afraid to tell him. You know they're not going to harm you, but in a way they do; they take away your self confidence and expose the true you. They want to hear from you that you did not brush this morning. They want only the truth. Some dentists even post the Miranda Rights on their walls. Well they don't, but im going to.

"Do you floss?" they ask. They know I don't. I know I don't. If I did, they wouldn't ask. I should've flossed. But I didn't. And they want me to admit to them, looking straight in their eye. You can picture a court room scenario...

*Please call in the witness*
"Okay, i'd like to ask you madam, if you've ever seen this boy clean his teeth"
"Well I can hear him through the bathroom door"
"Thanks, now does the defendant floss?"
"I'm unable to answer that question"

*The defendant would like to plead...guilty. He does not brush*

Well this is it for tonight! Hope you enjoyed this one!

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