A friend of mine recently said that she experiences a carb crash after eating Snickers. She basically passes out wherever she happens to be, and this in and of itself isn't a terrible thing. People may have to step or steer around her, but so far this hasn't been a problem. What is a problem is that she doesn't brush her teeth before this happens. Apparently, the sequence must be something like: unwrap the sweet, eat a bite, pass out. Well, it's a lot cheaper than crack, I'll give it that.
Anyway, so she wakes up wherever and has raunchmouth. This of course is a problem both personally and socially. And there is far, far, too much of this happening these days. People, we must band together to rid ourselves of the scourge of raunchmouth.
The next time you even consider eating a Snickers, or whatever sweet you happen to feel like eating, please, make sure you have a designated flosser, because after you have that first bite, it's anybody's guess how long it will be until you pass out. And you don't want a stranger sticking her or his dubiously hygienic hands in your mouth, especially for those tight spaces between the bicuspids and the front molars. Gosh, I know that I'd hate to wake up and find a stranger messing with my canines. Actually, that has happened to me a couple times, and believe me, it's not to be recommended. Well, the one time was actually sort of nice now that I reflect upon it, but that's not really my point.
This is about planning ahead, knowing your own weaknesses, and acting to protect yourself against yourself. So, before you ever even rip open that bag of bite-sizers, do yourself the favour of declaring a designated flosser. Your teeth will thank you and so will your neighbours.
Friday, March 20, 2009
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