The highlight of my day: getting my teeth cleaned. Now they’re all bright and shiny and smooooth. But the unfairness of it all—the kid in the next cubicle got a prize for being good. I didn’t get a prize. I was good. I didn’t bite either the hygienist or the dentist. He gets a Yo-Yo, I got jack squat.
Next time, I’ll bite someone. Maybe that’ll get me something.
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