teeth… so important…for crunching and tearing… i love them because i love nuts…does that make me nuts…the first thing my baby did was bite me…and every mom said, bite him back….it seemed a horrid thing to do… but it worked…
so they’re supposed to be white. they’re not supposed to fall out when you get old. well guess what they will, they will fall out if you don’t take care of them. if you smoke and drink coffee all the time of course they’re going to turn brown and nasty. so why don’t you take your dentist’s advice and take care of them regularly. brush them twice a day and floss regularly. stop neglecting your teeth before they fall out when you’re old.
His teeth were rotten, ugly, yellow, and falling out. There were bugs living comfortably in there, there was nothing healthy about that man’s teeth. He has led a long life of alcoholism and meth use. He was a waste case and had nothing in the future for him, and the sad thing is that he was well aware of how he has ruined himself so horribly.
I had a dream that someone attached a remote controlled drill to all my teeth and I was stuck solving puzzles for two hours. Every time I failed at a puzzle the drills would turn on and drill more and more into all of my teeth. The puzzles gradually became impossible.
Teeth. I hate my teeth. With a burning passion. I guess they could be worse, I mean I could have yellow crooked teeth with an overbite. But mine are just really small from grinding. Everyone says I look cute with my teeth though because other than that, they are perfect.
If i don’t start using my whitestrips, my teeth will start to yellow. I hate that my addiction to hot coffee has been reinstated. But not really. It’s so good. I need to get Cinnamon Spice coffee grounds from Dunkins so I can make that whenever I want.
they are gross and white and tend to be hard to clean. i wish i didn’t have to brush my teeth has much as i do or floss because i think that’s gross and hard work. why do people care so much about teeth? some people have horse teeth
Thank God my parents paid for me to have braces when they did because I have pretty nice teeth thanks to them. I’m glad to not have missing teeth or other weird happenings in my mouth. Haha.
Her teeth chattered together as though they were symbols, the cold was biting and nipping against her skin like dogs. Fear gripped her, and her teeth were now chattering so loudly she swore they would break if she did not stop. But she couldn’t for death itself was staring her in the face…
My teeth started to chatter convulsively, uncontrollably, as a thought tried to prise its way into my mind. My consciousness beat it back….. No, it’s too soon… not ready yet.
Instead I ran, aimlessly, without thought as to where I was running to. I only knew I had to run away from that thought.
I also knew that it would ultimately be an exercise doomed to failure.
The teeth were inches from my face. I could see the faint light glistening off the filmy saliva covering them. I wondered why it didn’t just do it; why it didn’t want me dead and eaten yet; was it so enjoyable to smell the prey thoroughly before eating it?
Teeth, commonplace yet individualistic. Such expression in something so essential, posing many features as they are gnashing, relaxed, pointed and gone. The absence of all creating turmoil or advanced nature. who knows what they stand for?
i grind my teeth. when i feel the anger, i destoy desoy them, when i smile, i show them to the world as a curve. the curve that makes all right. but that s the real smile. the real smile is the one we all want to find.
Tänder ger näring och utseende. Tänder rätar vi till med metall eller slår ut med detsamma. Tänder. Vi kan tända på tänder eller släcka bränder med saliv. Spotta och fräsa. Jag hoppas ni förstår. T. Ä. N. D. E. R
Ripping into the fresh meat savagely like a starved animal, she could barely get a word out between the massive amounts of food stuffed into her mouth. She could never eat anything when she traveled, transforming her from a well-mannered diner to a ravenous hyena.
these teeth are for mashing and gnashing and chewing it all up. just keep on going to see what they can do. all i can do is gnash and mash, says my teeth. duke has some pretty clean teeth for dog, but who knows for how long. what about my dads teeth. my teeth are nice
People always say that I have nice teeth. It is one thing that I always get compliments on. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have wooden teeth much like G.W. had. How would you eat? would you only be able to drink of of a straw? I dont know I like having nice teeth.
something about the way your teeth cracked
told me that you welcomed the contact
my open palm, your jaw
they folded like they had been waiting for
this opportunity to be knocked loose from
your flapping mandibles,
mad goose-like flapping mandibles,
sorry, worthless, ever-flowing bilge cannon.
charging with the sling of accusations.
there will be a revolution tonight and you
will not be participating for the worlds saddest reasons.
you are not now, and never will be a player
in this graveyard dance, this recognition of an event
we pine to witness, shaking like caffeinated clowns.
a better smile, softer tone, and crooked neck
will suffice as a buy-in – but not for you,
because somebody will always have to go without.
i have several in my mouth and use them primarily for chewing but on occasion i open beer bottles with them. they are popular among people and animals who like to eat. i once used a pair of pliars to pull out my back molar. it hurt. these days i don’t pull my teeth out. munch munch munch
I’ve always had wonderful teeth. They’ve been straight, only two cavities. They have served me well. But as I’ve aged, I’ve developed a small gap in between my two front teeth. People don’t even notice, but it bugs me to no end. Imperfection.
mine were very crooked and had to be straigtened with braces.
wasn’t fun but it had to be done
now they need to be capped because of how bad they were, now they have an odd wear pattern.
i dislike my teeth.
Teeth have been a big issue for me lately. Just had to have two extracted that had been bugging me for over a year. Would have been better to write about “putting teeth into something,” but I’m always a little slow with my inspiration. Anyhow…
Collects them in a bag, carried at the waist. Stumbles around in the snow, plucking them from plump mouths. You never see his sharp, knotted fingers until it’s too late. He plucks them with a grin, a grin of a million teeth.
They bit in, and they locked down, the way the jaws snapped together, and the snarling wolves came back away from the carcass with blood dripping down their faces. The white one – Velamis – was the alpha male, and he was standing above the dead deer, looking like sin itself, against the darkening horizon line and the rising stars. He threw his head back and howled; the pack howled with him, and the young alpha female drew nearer, sniffing at the blood still on Velamis’ jaws.
i have a lot. i got a lot pulled. pearly whites. dentists love them. i clean them a LOT. :) flossing is good. so is mouth wash. don’t swallow it! i like teeth. yay. i hope they like me.
My teeth are grinding, like gears behind a clock face. Tick, tick, tick, crunch. My words build up, held back by the enameled dam. It splits, and water trickles from the well. Quick, someone stick your finger in, and save me.
I need to get my teeth cleaned desperately. It’s been years since I’ve been to the dentist. The longer I wait, the more afraid I am to find out what’s going on with them. My mother and sister grind their teeth when they sleep at night. I had decided I was so much calmer than they are…that I’m beyond teeth grinding…until my sister informed me that she found out she was grinding her teeth from her dentist. Yet another reason not to go. What if I find out I’m not as calm as I think I am?
She scraped the artichoke petal across her teeth, pulling up all of the sweet, iron-filled flesh that she could. Savoring the flavor in her mouth, she carelessly tossed the petal into the pile with the others – all of which bared the recklessness of her insatiable desire for this vegetable.
Teeth can be pearly white, yellow, or the occasional green. When I think of teeth, I think of stories that my grandfather told me. He always had some sort of green spinach like thing in his teeth. When I would ask him why it never leaved his mouth, his reply was, “It’s for when I get hungry”. I’ll always remember my grandfather and the remains of his 4th meal.
Uh teeth. I always hated mine. Small, yellow, no gaps, i would smile with my mouth closed, a sort of Cheshire Cat/ Mona Lisa smile. Then I had every type of dental procedure to make them larger. Bad move
teeth… so important…for crunching and tearing… i love them because i love nuts…does that make me nuts…the first thing my baby did was bite me…and every mom said, bite him back….it seemed a horrid thing to do… but it worked…
so they’re supposed to be white. they’re not supposed to fall out when you get old. well guess what they will, they will fall out if you don’t take care of them. if you smoke and drink coffee all the time of course they’re going to turn brown and nasty. so why don’t you take your dentist’s advice and take care of them regularly. brush them twice a day and floss regularly. stop neglecting your teeth before they fall out when you’re old.
His teeth were rotten, ugly, yellow, and falling out. There were bugs living comfortably in there, there was nothing healthy about that man’s teeth. He has led a long life of alcoholism and meth use. He was a waste case and had nothing in the future for him, and the sad thing is that he was well aware of how he has ruined himself so horribly.
white. pearly. clean.
dentist. going to the dentist. getting a free toothbrush and a sticker.
i don’t get the sticker anymore.
i miss being a legitimate child.
x
teeth, you brush them. whats more, you ask? Not much to be honest. Chompers have been relegated to extremety obscurity.
I had a dream that someone attached a remote controlled drill to all my teeth and I was stuck solving puzzles for two hours. Every time I failed at a puzzle the drills would turn on and drill more and more into all of my teeth. The puzzles gradually became impossible.
Teeth. I hate my teeth. With a burning passion. I guess they could be worse, I mean I could have yellow crooked teeth with an overbite. But mine are just really small from grinding. Everyone says I look cute with my teeth though because other than that, they are perfect.
If i don’t start using my whitestrips, my teeth will start to yellow. I hate that my addiction to hot coffee has been reinstated. But not really. It’s so good. I need to get Cinnamon Spice coffee grounds from Dunkins so I can make that whenever I want.
they are gross and white and tend to be hard to clean. i wish i didn’t have to brush my teeth has much as i do or floss because i think that’s gross and hard work. why do people care so much about teeth? some people have horse teeth
Thank God my parents paid for me to have braces when they did because I have pretty nice teeth thanks to them. I’m glad to not have missing teeth or other weird happenings in my mouth. Haha.
Her teeth chattered together as though they were symbols, the cold was biting and nipping against her skin like dogs. Fear gripped her, and her teeth were now chattering so loudly she swore they would break if she did not stop. But she couldn’t for death itself was staring her in the face…
My teeth started to chatter convulsively, uncontrollably, as a thought tried to prise its way into my mind. My consciousness beat it back….. No, it’s too soon… not ready yet.
Instead I ran, aimlessly, without thought as to where I was running to. I only knew I had to run away from that thought.
I also knew that it would ultimately be an exercise doomed to failure.
The teeth were inches from my face. I could see the faint light glistening off the filmy saliva covering them. I wondered why it didn’t just do it; why it didn’t want me dead and eaten yet; was it so enjoyable to smell the prey thoroughly before eating it?
Teeth, commonplace yet individualistic. Such expression in something so essential, posing many features as they are gnashing, relaxed, pointed and gone. The absence of all creating turmoil or advanced nature. who knows what they stand for?
i grind my teeth. when i feel the anger, i destoy desoy them, when i smile, i show them to the world as a curve. the curve that makes all right. but that s the real smile. the real smile is the one we all want to find.
Tänder ger näring och utseende. Tänder rätar vi till med metall eller slår ut med detsamma. Tänder. Vi kan tända på tänder eller släcka bränder med saliv. Spotta och fräsa. Jag hoppas ni förstår. T. Ä. N. D. E. R
braces make teeth straight but mine are crooked. i hated them. the braces and the crooked teeth. how unhappy they made me.
Ripping into the fresh meat savagely like a starved animal, she could barely get a word out between the massive amounts of food stuffed into her mouth. She could never eat anything when she traveled, transforming her from a well-mannered diner to a ravenous hyena.
these teeth are for mashing and gnashing and chewing it all up. just keep on going to see what they can do. all i can do is gnash and mash, says my teeth. duke has some pretty clean teeth for dog, but who knows for how long. what about my dads teeth. my teeth are nice
I have teeth. Most people have teeth. Doctors for teeth are dentist. Animals have teeth. They make false teeth. My grandma has false teeth.
People always say that I have nice teeth. It is one thing that I always get compliments on. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have wooden teeth much like G.W. had. How would you eat? would you only be able to drink of of a straw? I dont know I like having nice teeth.
something about the way your teeth cracked
told me that you welcomed the contact
my open palm, your jaw
they folded like they had been waiting for
this opportunity to be knocked loose from
your flapping mandibles,
mad goose-like flapping mandibles,
sorry, worthless, ever-flowing bilge cannon.
charging with the sling of accusations.
there will be a revolution tonight and you
will not be participating for the worlds saddest reasons.
you are not now, and never will be a player
in this graveyard dance, this recognition of an event
we pine to witness, shaking like caffeinated clowns.
a better smile, softer tone, and crooked neck
will suffice as a buy-in – but not for you,
because somebody will always have to go without.
i have several in my mouth and use them primarily for chewing but on occasion i open beer bottles with them. they are popular among people and animals who like to eat. i once used a pair of pliars to pull out my back molar. it hurt. these days i don’t pull my teeth out. munch munch munch
Teeth is plural for tooth. Old people lose their teeth. I have all of my teeth. My grandma lost all of her teeth, so did George Washington.
I’ve always had wonderful teeth. They’ve been straight, only two cavities. They have served me well. But as I’ve aged, I’ve developed a small gap in between my two front teeth. People don’t even notice, but it bugs me to no end. Imperfection.
mine were very crooked and had to be straigtened with braces.
wasn’t fun but it had to be done
now they need to be capped because of how bad they were, now they have an odd wear pattern.
i dislike my teeth.
Teeth have been a big issue for me lately. Just had to have two extracted that had been bugging me for over a year. Would have been better to write about “putting teeth into something,” but I’m always a little slow with my inspiration. Anyhow…
Collects them in a bag, carried at the waist. Stumbles around in the snow, plucking them from plump mouths. You never see his sharp, knotted fingers until it’s too late. He plucks them with a grin, a grin of a million teeth.
white and shiny fierce animals do great damage and kill with their teeth——brush brush brush and finally dentures it seems
White teeth, yellow teeth. Teeth with holes and rotting away.
Pearly horses running away, catch and clean them quickly.
Decay, Decay!
Your teeth play a huge part in my judgement of you.
good teeth = our friendship could turn into something more.
bad teeth= sorry, but friends is just about as far as it will go.
it may sound shallow, but i dont want to kiss anyone who has nasty teeth.
They bit in, and they locked down, the way the jaws snapped together, and the snarling wolves came back away from the carcass with blood dripping down their faces. The white one – Velamis – was the alpha male, and he was standing above the dead deer, looking like sin itself, against the darkening horizon line and the rising stars. He threw his head back and howled; the pack howled with him, and the young alpha female drew nearer, sniffing at the blood still on Velamis’ jaws.
i have a lot. i got a lot pulled. pearly whites. dentists love them. i clean them a LOT. :) flossing is good. so is mouth wash. don’t swallow it! i like teeth. yay. i hope they like me.
As he sank his gleaming white teeth and tasted blood, he looked up at his victim. She lay unconscious lookin like death.
My teeth are grinding, like gears behind a clock face. Tick, tick, tick, crunch. My words build up, held back by the enameled dam. It splits, and water trickles from the well. Quick, someone stick your finger in, and save me.
I need to get my teeth cleaned desperately. It’s been years since I’ve been to the dentist. The longer I wait, the more afraid I am to find out what’s going on with them. My mother and sister grind their teeth when they sleep at night. I had decided I was so much calmer than they are…that I’m beyond teeth grinding…until my sister informed me that she found out she was grinding her teeth from her dentist. Yet another reason not to go. What if I find out I’m not as calm as I think I am?
She scraped the artichoke petal across her teeth, pulling up all of the sweet, iron-filled flesh that she could. Savoring the flavor in her mouth, she carelessly tossed the petal into the pile with the others – all of which bared the recklessness of her insatiable desire for this vegetable.
Teeth can be pearly white, yellow, or the occasional green. When I think of teeth, I think of stories that my grandfather told me. He always had some sort of green spinach like thing in his teeth. When I would ask him why it never leaved his mouth, his reply was, “It’s for when I get hungry”. I’ll always remember my grandfather and the remains of his 4th meal.
Uh teeth. I always hated mine. Small, yellow, no gaps, i would smile with my mouth closed, a sort of Cheshire Cat/ Mona Lisa smile. Then I had every type of dental procedure to make them larger. Bad move
black people with white teeth look awesome. white people with yellow teeth do not.