The reason my teeth are so bad…?
Maybe, just possibly maybe, just the tiniest small chance at some microscopic level, this is why i have a mouth full of orthodontic concrete. It isn’t helped by the face I stumbled past cyber-candy in covent garden this evening on the way home – a visual cacophony of international confectionery. I had to, of course, spend some of my hard earned pocket change on an american and australian range of teeth melting goodies.
gah!
(the irony is not lost on me that the twizzler strapline is ‘makes mouths happy’)
