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I think this is dedicated to *Shikamarvin . She will understand why.
Anyway, this requires a little explanation. Earlier tonight, when I was digging all my microphone gadgets and widgets out of various desk drawers, cabinets, and briefcases (I'm going to lend it to ~Jysella tomorrow, as she is going to be recording a poem that she was payed to write for a website), I found a little box that apparently used to go with the iMic, but I was pretty sure I'd already found all the stuff that went with that, so I opened it to see what was inside. And guess what I found? A whole bunch of (Rather bloody) smashed milk teeth. I think they were mine, but we can never be sure.
Anyway, I threw them out into the front garden. I don't know why I kept them in the first place, but that's hardly important now.

Description
I think this is dedicated to *Shikamarvin . She will understand why.
Anyway, this requires a little explanation. Earlier tonight, when I was digging all my microphone gadgets and widgets out of various desk drawers, cabinets, and briefcases (I'm going to lend it to ~Jysella tomorrow, as she is going to be recording a poem that she was payed to write for a website), I found a little box that apparently used to go with the iMic, but I was pretty sure I'd already found all the stuff that went with that, so I opened it to see what was inside. And guess what I found? A whole bunch of (Rather bloody) smashed milk teeth. I think they were mine, but we can never be sure.
Anyway, I threw them out into the front garden. I don't know why I kept them in the first place, but that's hardly important now.