Oh, y'all. There has been a terrible tragedy in our family. Last night around eight o'clock as we were getting ready for bed Serge discovered his toothbrush had taken its life. From the suicide note hastily scrawled on the mirror we have deduced its condition had deteriorated to the point that it had just stopped experiencing any quality of life and chose to end it all. It will be greatly missed and yet I can also appreciate the toothbrush's drastic decision as Serge, amidst a hard core case of denial, would likely have never have put it out of its obvious misery.
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