Oh my God, look at the teeth just wobble every time she bites down on a rib.
Maybe she should have ordered the apple sauce.
Cottage cheese maybe.
But it’s a Valentine’s Day date.
I think there is going to be an emergency. We need to call a dentist.
Come on, she isn’t over there calling you a barber.
What are you saying.
My Valentine’s date looks like something off of Eerie Tales.
We aren’t talking about me.
God look at them wobble.