Sunday, May 4, 2008

Teeth - The Sequel

Remember the dream I had about my teeth falling out? I broke off a piece of my back molar today while eating a soft taco. Mystery solved. Teeth dreams are about teeth. And who breaks a tooth on a soft taco?

1 comment:

David Grover said...

WHAT!? Holy crap, the very thought of my teeth breaking or falling out scares the buhjeezes outta me. Once I was hanging in my kitchen with my roommates and this guy for no apparent reason threw a plastic cup across the room and it hit me square on the front tooth. I thought it would chip off or have some huge crack in it but it didn't. Man, it scared me, though.