Most people, when they know they have a dentist appointment in half an hour, stop to brush and floss their teeth.
But not me - oh no, not I. I stopped to pop a chocolate in my mouth on the way out the door.
Why? Oh, mostly absent-mindedness, I suppose. But maybe I figured if I'm gonna sit there and listen to them scold me for not flossing, I might as well have a sweet taste in my mouth to go with the bitter taste of guilt.
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He, he.
Hey, at least you're GOING to the dentist.
hehe.. you are a rebel!!
Hey, at least you're going to the dentist. That puts you way ahead of me, who for some reason am long overdue for an appointment.
so... any cavities?
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