I went to the dentist last week to get a couple fillings. (I’m 31 years old, how am I not past getting cavities??) I was gathering up my things at the end of the appointment, and the dentist was making small talk with me. This was awkward since I’d had Novocain on both sides and was basically drooling all over myself. I made some lame crack about how hopefully I wouldn’t have to do this again any time soon, and the dentist was all, “Yeahhh about that. Your gums are looking pretty red. And plaque-tartar-buildup-irritation, so you really need to be brushing-flossing-mouthwash-fluoride [insert Charlie Brown teacher voice]. So see you in August!” Ok maybe that’s not a direct quote.