Things I think in the shower.
Jul. 24th, 2003 06:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gement(This may or may not be the first of a series, depending on how many of my random thoughts send me crawling up a wall. Welcome to Random-Associative Gementland.)
A belated curse upon the 5th grade gym teacher (or was it music teacher?) who repeatedly made the class dance to the "Chicken Fat" song, which was written in the 1950s and, if it was geared toward any age group other than sadistic bastards, was designed for first graders.
A belated apology to any orthodontia dental hygenists I worked with in middle school. No one should have to face half-inch globs of pizza wedged in braces.
A belated query... two different guys I met as a freshman in high school claim that they have twice as much saliva production as normal humans. They don't know each other, and they both claim their doctors told them so. Why on earth would a doctor measure your saliva production?
A belated curse upon the 5th grade gym teacher (or was it music teacher?) who repeatedly made the class dance to the "Chicken Fat" song, which was written in the 1950s and, if it was geared toward any age group other than sadistic bastards, was designed for first graders.
A belated apology to any orthodontia dental hygenists I worked with in middle school. No one should have to face half-inch globs of pizza wedged in braces.
A belated query... two different guys I met as a freshman in high school claim that they have twice as much saliva production as normal humans. They don't know each other, and they both claim their doctors told them so. Why on earth would a doctor measure your saliva production?
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Date: 2003-07-25 11:20 pm (UTC)