If you see a friend without a smile; give him one of yours.
the first thing im going to do after being stranded on a desert island is find some hefty wood, some stiff grass and fashion myself a toothbrush. thats right folks, all those crazy islanders have great teeth, their secret is a good toothbrush. not to mention the fact that i hate the feeling of plaque build-up. it feels like theres something in my mouth. like peanut butter that sticks, forever. it makes my mouth feel crowded when theres nothing inside. if im alone im sure bad breath wont really be an issue, but i can FEEL the plaque. after my toothbrush is fashioned then ill look for shelter and food. probably shelter first cause i can survive without food for a few days. ive given this topic much thought, while lying down coincidentially, sleeplessly due to massive amounts of caffeine. oopsie.
i hope you will all still like me when i return with crazy hair, a funky smell and well preserved teeth.
