Pearly Whites

I was in the supermarket the other night and pondering a strange phenomenon taking over the shelves of the hygiene area. It's the new novelty of battery operated everything!
Apparently the vibrating sensation normally reserved for erotic pleasure has now extended to shavers and toothbrushes. Being the self proclaimed consumer I am, I had already purchased a vibrating shaver and toothbrush a few months ago in a matching shade of pink. I'd personally like to thank both Gilette and Oral B for providing me with such bathroom joy. When the bathroom is rocking (or should that be humming??) don't bother knockin'. I had one of those sex in the city moments the other night like when samanthas vibrator died...only it was my toothbrush which died in my mouth. I replaced the batteries, gave it a shake and still nothing. So decidedly frustrated after brushing with it in static dead mode (despite me attempting to simulate vibrating motion), it didn't quite feel the same. So in my toothbrush aisle at Safeway, I was delighted to find that there was so much choice now in the vibrating toothbrushes. It took me back to Kings Cross in Sydney over new years where we ooohed and aaahed over colourful, vibrating, pulsating objects that had different speeds and looked like tropical sea creatures.
And there in splendid packaging....was my version of "the rabbit". It was pink, transparent with oscillating head and more features then you could poke a stick at. That's probably a bad way to describe....my new toothbrush of course!! Happiness can come cheap, and it can even be a red spot special! Aside from my new found plastic toy, I had a parking officer ask me out yesterday.
I politely declined as I pondered stepping out with someone who would be potentially the most hated man in most social circles. Hell I'd even hurl abuse at him for fun. I may have reconsidered a date with him if I had any outstanding at the time. So there's talk of going to Sydney for a weekend in late May, which I was initially looking forward to. Though now the dynamics have changed and it turns out I'd be like the kid on the trundle bed with two couples. It's not nice to be dumped for dick! But I guess you just sigh and accept it for what it is and carry on. Ho hummm.