Rubber Em
Ugh. Braces suck so bad.
Right now, in addition to my other two elastic ensembles, I have a rubber M across my teeth. I can't even fully open my mouth, so conversations basically go among these lines:
MARM: How are you feeling?
EM: Goosgdsoif.
MARM: Good, good. I'm sorry they added that thing, though. It must be awful.
EM: Yesihoihf.
MARM: Alright.
EM: Thhhnks fr ask'nghhf.
It's so hard to talk through your teeth. It's like I'm constantly angry with the world.
PS Did I forget to add that the infamous Explo children are here? And that college tours have begun yet again? And that Hungarian boys are still stupid? No, I didn't think so.
Right now, in addition to my other two elastic ensembles, I have a rubber M across my teeth. I can't even fully open my mouth, so conversations basically go among these lines:
MARM: How are you feeling?
EM: Goosgdsoif.
MARM: Good, good. I'm sorry they added that thing, though. It must be awful.
EM: Yesihoihf.
MARM: Alright.
EM: Thhhnks fr ask'nghhf.
It's so hard to talk through your teeth. It's like I'm constantly angry with the world.
PS Did I forget to add that the infamous Explo children are here? And that college tours have begun yet again? And that Hungarian boys are still stupid? No, I didn't think so.