So I'm not sure if I notice teeth related things because I had my own ripped out, or if I just notice random things. I like to think it is the latter, but you never know.
Yesterday as I was driving down the street (without my own front teeth) an old white bearded man behind me was brushing his teeth. Seriously, I wanted to pull to the side of him and take a picture but didn't think it possible. I even thought about honking and forcing him to the side of the road to comment, but thought again about that (remember I did read a lot in graduate school about murderers and killers, best to avoid random contact with strange men....) Instead I just sat staring in my rear view mirror with awe at this old guy brushing his teeth, in a new minivan nonetheless. Wonder where he was off to?
Crap, I should have followed him.....
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