Mr. Rubberman Visits Bad Teeth Bradley
“I see it is Halloween again,” said Bad Teeth Bradley. “I wonder if I should bother going trick-or-treating. Dr. Stevens will probably just take my candy away anyway.”
Bad Teeth Bradley was referring to the fact that Dr. Stevens, his dentist, always seems to find him and his candy, no matter what he does.
Dr. Stevens has done a lot of work on Bad Teeth Bradley’s teeth but there is still a lot more work to be done. There is so much work to be done, in fact, that Dr. Stevens always hands Bad Teeth Bradley a printout of his next 100 dentist appointments.
“Halloween is my favourite holiday though,” said Bad Teeth Bradley. “I love candy!”
“You know,” said a voice, coming up from behind Bad Teeth Bradley. “Eating too much candy isn’t good for you.”
“Maybe not,” said Bad Teeth Bradley. “But I still love it.”
“My name is Mr. Rubberman,” said the voice.
“My name is Bad Teeth Bradley,” said Bad Teeth Bradley.
“Just how much candy do you eat?” asked Mr. Rubberman, getting a good look at Bad Teeth Bradley’s rotten teeth.
“Lots,” said Bad Teeth Bradley.
“Have you ever thought that all the candy you eat might be the cause of all your bad teeth?” asked Mr. Rubberman.
“That is what my dentist tells me,” said Bad Teeth Bradley.
“Why don’t you eat more fruits and vegetables instead?” asked Mr. Rubberman. “Some of them actually taste really good.”
“But,” said Bad Teeth Bradley. “I love the taste of candy.”
Mr. Rubberman stood in front of Bad Teeth Bradley. He waved his arms around and erased any thought of wanting to eat candy, from his mind.
“I don’t think I want to trick-or-treat this Halloween,” said Bad Teeth Bradley.
“Would you like an apple instead?” asked Mr. Rubberman, taking one out of his pocket.
“Yes,” said Bad Teeth Bradley. “I would.”
Just then Dr. Stevens came around the corner. He stopped dead in his tracks. He couldn’t believe what he saw.
“You are actually eating an apple!” Dr. Stevens exclaimed. “I am so proud of you.”
“Thank you,” said Bad Teeth Bradley, feeling good about himself.
Bad Teeth Bradley wanted to thank Mr. Rubberman, but, he was nowhere to be found.
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