brusha, brusha, brusha

At 7:30 this morning I was awoken by the sound of Billy Preston's Nothing from Nothing. It was JQ's cell phone ringing. "It's his boss." I thought to myself and rolled over to look out the window. Around the rim of the window I could see the sun trying to poke through the dark blinds. "That's odd.", I mused, "It looks nice enough out. I wonder why they are calling so early."

Then I heard JQ start to talk to the caller on the other line.
"No you didn't wake me up."
"Well you did but that's okay."
"We start later in the fall."

I realized soon enough that it was his sister and I wondered why she would be calling at such an insanely early hour. I didn't think much of it and decided it was time for me to get up for the day. About an hour later, as JQ was getting ready to leave for work, I asked him why she had called.

"She called to tell me that while she was brushing her teeth this morning she noticed that the toothbrush was all dusty looking. Then she realized she was brushing her teeth with the toothbrush she uses to clean the bathroom."

BWAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

I hope she decided to store that toothbrush under the sink. I also hope she had some mouthwash handy. Oh, and that she didn't use it to clean the toilet.