I found a tooth. In the Cafeteria, next to a bag of old brown apple slices.
I eyed it suspiciously for about 2 minutes. Then I called out, "OK gross kids.... who's missing a tooth?"Three kids raised their hands.
All three came up, looked at the tooth in question and said "nope, not mine" or "mine was bigger."
Now there is a Lost and Found box for missing teeth in the Boys and Girls Club Office.
Two Questions:
Why are kids so nasty?
What is wrong with my life?
