The above photo is of my kids' toothbrush. It's a parting gift after paying the dentist seven gajillion dollars to remove two teeth.
I shouldn't complain - the toothbrush was "free" and all that. But the imprinting is nothing less than weird.
"From Your District Dental Society."
Oh yeah! MY District Dental Society! And not just the local chapter or some rank-and-file member, but the District!
'Been wonderin' just what in Hades they were up to - lying low, sifting plans, waiting for the right time to make their move...
Suddenly, it seems that every governing body out there has been flexing muscle, showing their teeth. I'm going to watch this "District Dental Society" a little closer. Today the Toothbrush, Tomorrow, white-coated Commissars in every neighborhood "encouraging" us to keep our appointments...
In the meantime, I wish I could remember the name of that dentist who took my last seven gajillion dollars.
