
At school today the teacher found an unclaimed tooth (the whole tooth etc) behind her desk. I suppose it could have been wedged down the corner of the carpet for 5 years, or some dimwit could have lost it last week but forgotten, although it's a molar so you think someone'd remember. I guess the only way to determine ownership is some black magic, or a little light cloning.
On the way back from Gym I tried one of Dear Follower Fiona's Tunisian Café-crème sweeties. It took me 13 minutes, a long slow satisfying suck.
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