Hmph.

I am so offended with the world right now, but at least I know I hit my low point early in the day. Shall I humiliate myself further by actually typing out what happened?

Of course! Read on with glee, Random Reader!

Tiny One and I were at Bread Co...and well, I just had to get my I.C. Caramel. God, those things are the bane/boon of mt very existence. Anyway, they have those big straws, right? Well, I was talking, and I bent down to get a sip, and somehow ended up getting the straw wedged between my front teeth...
It hurt. And my pride is still whining about the blow.

We laughed a lot, tho. And hey, I don't need to floss anymore.

Ewwwwww, that's kinda nasty.