I don't know what's up with Laurie's teeth lately, but every time I go to sleep, she seems to be worried that her teeth are all falling out...or "loose" as she says.
Both she and her brother are famous for having knocked out my front tooth when I got raped and keeping it! She's got something about her meth teeth falling out. I went around without a front tooth for about a year and a half before I could get it fixed. It was an exercise in humility that I took as a sign that vanity was not important. Laurie hasn't learned that lesson yet.
