I’m pretty picky when it comes to toothbrushes. I like a nice, big, soft brush. I don’t care what color it is or if it has a curved or straight handle or how much it costs.
I went to the market to buy a new toothbrush a couple of weeks ago. I spent quite some time looking at the brush heads, sizes and shapes. Finally I found one I liked. I took it off the hook and saw it was BRIGHT orange and had a clear colbalt blue handle. So what, it’s the bristles that count.
When I got home and started putting my groceries away, my brother Adam and his friend Mark showed up. They were making fun of me for buying things like spinach and oatmeal. I don’t have the metabolisms they have, and they manage to stay at a normal weight depsite the fact practically everything they eat starts with the word “Mc.”
Mark found my toothbrush and started laughing. “This thing looks like a race car,” he said. Adam looked at it and said, “Wow, it’s got stripes, spots, colors and everything!” They spent the next 10 minutes playing with my toothbrush and saying it looked like a Forumla One and should have Tide and number 3 stickers on it. I finally managed to wrestle it away from the jerks.
It’s a great toothbrush. And I don’t care if it is orange.
Oh yeah, here’s a picture of my brother Adam brushing his teeth:
~ ~ ~ Jessie ~ ~ ~
