Bother! What did the doctor tell you? You're too old for that! So, you'll just boil the toothbrush tomorrow, like new.
Boil it? I'm throwing it out! Sloppy seconds on a Harlem fly? Not me!
Right, sorry. Where did it go, the fly?
I'm not sure. It flew off, after I shooed it from the toothbrush. It grazed my nose and looped off into...oh, God-
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