Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Percy Bysshe Shelley Said It Best

the great irony of my life took place this morning. flossing, I removed nothing more notable than a strawberry seed (which my tongue with due diligence would have removed in time). then the strand snapped, lodging a bit of floss unyieldingly between two teeth.

to extricate the floss, I wonder whether to trust the dexterity of my tongue, the ebb and flow of the oral environment or floss.

1 comment:

Brian Allen said...

i suggest cranberry juice with a jigger of brandy for the occasional offending seed