Wednesday, April 18, 2007
The tooth. The whole tooth
My front tooth chipped. What happened there? What next? Does it fall out? Do they all fall out? Do I keep them in a plastic box and frighten pet dogs with them? I will end up losing them. I will have to ring my mother and get her to come and find them. She will say: "You lost your teeth. The teeth I gave you?" I will have to go to the dentist and lie about flossing. I hate the dentist. It is like going to confession. All that guilt and regret. (Do I mean contrition?) I used to lie in confession too. I would have been in there hours. "Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been six months since my last check-up. Yesterday, I lost my temper 42 times and my teeth once."