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The Life of a Toothbrush

Hi, most people would call me a toothbrush. If you would ever need one, I would propound you go buy one of my friends at the supermarket. Anyway, enough of that, let me just paint you a picture of what a normal day is like for me.
Oh another day, wait! Here he comes! Pick me up! Come on, you can do it! Yes, to the sink we head. What a great morning, the sun is shining, my bristles are feeling fantastic. Now just open your mouth already. Okay, lets see what we have today. The molars look as if they need some cleaning, and I see some plaque forming, not good. Lets go toothpaste, help me get rid of this plaque, we don’t want it to turn into tartar.
Now, lets look at those incisors. They are looking good today, nice and clean, not much work needs to be done. Now to my container, so I can take a nap and think about what you are going to have in your mouth for me for supper.
What! What’s going on, something is wrong, where am I!!

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