Bristly Doom

Every morning I get up and make myself brush my teeth. Most of those mornings I contemplate what the hell goes on with that toothbrush the rest of the day - bacteria from my mouth having a little party in the bristles and multiplying like crazy. Thoughts of getting sick and germ-induced toilet visits loom like that annoying guy at the office that you forget about once he's gone. Though in the end, the crap on the brush is the same crap already in your mouth (Adam from the Mythbusters had more bacteria on his tongue than a dog)- and you ain't getting sick from your own mouth (unless you're busy playing DIY fear factor food challenges) The mouth is full of hard core enzymes and good stuff that can kick bacteria's butt - and if they don't do the trick, the good old stomach acid most likely will. This doesn't change the horrible fact that somehow fecal matter gets on your toothbrush while you're not looking. (Blame the Mythbusters again for that research)