The Toothbrush Story

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The Toothbrush Story


My roommate and I were cleaning the bathroom. 

“Wait,” said my roommate. “I have the perfect tool for this.” 

He left, and returned moments later holding my toothbrush. 

“Um,” I said calmly, “that’s my toothbrush.” 

“No, it’s not,” he replied.  

Like I wouldn’t know? 

“This is the toothbrush,” he continued, “that I went around and asked everyone about. No one claimed it.” 

“I don’t think so,” I said. “Because if that were true, I would have said ‘That’s my toothbrush.’ ” 

He considered this. 

“Oh,” he finally said. “Then it must have been another toothbrush.” 

I threw that toothbrush away.