Goodbye my poor toothbrush!
The other morning I was getting ready in my speedy fashion that I usually do when I wake up like 15 minutes before school starts. I grabbed my toothbrush quickly off the shelf in the bathroom, and it caught the corner and started falling directly toward the toilet...my life flashed before my eyes...luckily my quick reflexes were just quick enough to grab the little guy before landing. However, almost immediatly after I was so happy with myself for catching it, it once again slipped from my grasp and fell right into the pool of filth below. It crossed my mind that I could possibly just pull it out real quick and rinse it under some hot water....but I reconsidered when I thought about how it skidded along the bottom of the toilet as it fell...
I did not have another toothbrush in the house and was forced to brush with my finger, which made me gag horribly and I almost tossed my cookies.
Indeed, it was quite a tradgedy...and not a good way to start off a day. But a new toothbrush has been bought and its a new day...so all is well with my soul.
H
I did not have another toothbrush in the house and was forced to brush with my finger, which made me gag horribly and I almost tossed my cookies.
Indeed, it was quite a tradgedy...and not a good way to start off a day. But a new toothbrush has been bought and its a new day...so all is well with my soul.
H

