with teeth

ran into my kindly old next-door neighbor this morning, and as usual, he never fails to greet me a hearty good morning, introduces me to whomever he is talking to, and always asks about my dad's health. and i always reply in the positive, nodding in agreement to stuff he says. and for the life of me, we've been doing this routine for 3 years now, and i dont even know his name (yeah, yeah, yeah ... am too embarassed to ask). i wave goodbye to catch my train, he compliments me on my great smile ("i would like to thank my dentist, dr. charles uy ...") . i think he reminds of a son he misses or never had.


too bad behind this great smile lurks an insanely evil person. mwahahahahahaha!