I never understood the fear of getting something stuck in your teeth because it simply wasn’t something that ever happened to me.
But then, sometime in the last couple of years, it started happening.
And now I wonder if I simply have different teeth than I used to, or I’ve actually walked around with things stuck in my teeth at many points in my life.
Hmmmm.
That would actually explain some things.
Maybe I really am the spinach whisperer.