In preparation for my "date" mom says I need to be well groomed (like I'm not already). While I'd much rather chew on bones to get my teeth pearly white, mom says it's imperative to brush...for minty freshness or chicken freshness....as my toothpaste is Poulet flavored...
Poulet poulet avec moi.....nah..that's not how the song goes.
Oh well, brusha brusha brusha!
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