I mean, who but a freak, and maybe Potsy Webber from Happy Days, uses Dental Floss up?
Who has a mild panic attack when they pull the last strand of minted floss out of the dispenser, until they realize there's another, a spare floss dispenser in the medicine cabinet?
I haven't always been a Flossing Freak. The little sample that came with the new tooth brush once a year was usually plenty. It took care of the odd bit of stuck steak or popcorn and was sufficient for the pre-check up flossing.
How did I become a Freaky Flosser?
A Freaky Flossing Friesen?
My beautiful Dentist filled the gaping holes in my head, that's how.
Over the course of my life, I've lost both of my mouth's middle molars (on the bottom- more alliteration, by the way). If you find them I don't want them back.
I've lost 20 pounds since November, and I don't want that back, if found, either.
But I digress.
She bridged me once, then she bridged me again.
At the time I thought it might have been A Bridge Too Far, but I'm used to them now and it's all good.
However, I was told, on pain of death, that I MUST FLOSS EVERY DAY. I got a nifty little blue needle threader to do it with and everything. And, since I'm already in there, it's not too arduous to floss the rest of them while I'm at it.
They tell me that people who floss live longer.
People who floss have better sex lives.
I don't think there's any actual proof of that second thing, I was just seeing if you were paying attention!
So, May all you Flossers be Freaky Flossers.