Last night I rushed to get dinner ready so that we could eat before baseball practice. We had chicken in wine sauce and so I had to brush my purple teeth before we could leave.
I knew something was wrong mid-brush. I attempted to rinse and water dribbled out of the corner of my mouth like I had just suffered a small stroke.
I attempted to yell for the kids but it came out like this: Iiiiidooofffnooowooofffdiifffthifbufyoorrrrdeeeeeddddd
One of the FlyingMonkeys had coated my tooth brush in Extra Strength Orajel.
I was slobbering like an extra in Cuckoo's Nest. I had to change shirts...twice. I kept forgetting and taking a swig of Diet Coke to get the taste out of my mouth...
Once the ability to speak returned I questioned them...not one of them is willing to take credit for this little joke.
For now I plot my revenge...X 3...oh, and I hid the Orajel and just in case...the Nair.