You Are the Toothpaste of My Eye
SHE (rubbing her right eye): Good night. HE: I didn’t think you were going to kiss me good night. SHE (wincing): I wanted to brush my teeth first. HE: What’s wrong? Why are you making a face? SHE (reluctantly): I have toothpaste in my eye. HE: You have toothpaste in your eye? How did you get toothpaste in your eye? SHE: I was a little overenthusiastic brushing my teeth. The toothbrush kind of flew out of my mouth, and I…