I’m pretty neurotic when it comes to brushing my teeth. If I were on Survivor, my one luxury item would be my Sonicare toothbrush. Yes, I know there’s no electricity on the island. I’d figure out how to charge it with two coconuts and an electric eel — call it Gilligan’s Island tech.
I’m also very unapologetic about my carnivore tendencies.
I love these print ads because they’re the perfect mix of gross and funny hyperbole. Although, I do have to confess, showing the fossilized critters in between teeth makes me want to floss, not brush.