Friday, September 09, 2005
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Well, the last post begged for this one. I have a fully requited love for the Sonicare toothbrush. I love it unconditionally and anything that frantically pulses in my mouth for two minutes three times a day must love me back, right? I'm suddenly thinking about summer church camp from when I was sixteen. ::stares off:: I wonder what Stephen is up to these days? Anyway, as Enrico Fermi was to theoretical and experimental physics, I am to obsessive oral hygiene, so trust me and buy this shit. FYI: the first time you try it, your eyes will water and you'll gag a bit, but soon you'll get used to it. And I'm back at camp again.
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6 comments:
You are such a dirty little boy.
Having said that, I also heart my sonicare toothbrush and my dental hygenist has never been more pleased with me.
If you ascribe to Freud's theories, the oral fixation might explain why I'm so juvenile.
Sonicare makes you feel April fresh in your mouth all year round, people.
And Lysol will make you April fresh in your lady area all year round, too!
That's why we call it a dessert topping.
Hoot!
Ahhh...thanks, that was satisfying, girls.
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There are some parties it just does not pay to be late to.
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