Last night I dreamt that I needed to pull a tooth out, so I pulled it out. Then I felt something behind my teeth and realized that there were branching bones growing outward from the roof of my mouth, so I pulled those out. And some of them hurt to pull, others were painless. The entire time I felt slightly nauseous but I couldn’t stop pulling out these bones. I pulled one piece out and it was an entire side of my jaw with teeth attached, but my jaw was still there. Someone was there with me and was begging me to stop. There was a small pile of bones and teeth in front of me. I pulled out teeth but the teeth were still there. The only thing that would actually disappear when I pulled it were the little bones that were growing in clusters like grass in my mouth. I think someone in my life is a cavity.
kikuidee replied to your photo: Who would use those? and whats that thingy second from the right?
Ummmm. Nevermind the utensils, have you seen what french people EAT with them? And I have no idea, probably something that involves cheese. Though, I guess using the animal parts is “a more useful disposal of the meat it came on” blah blah blah. I am just an impartial observer to the absurdity of flea markets.