Gigi ='s Nasty: My new boyfriend: Backy

When you lose someone you've been with for a long you tend to have a time of reflection: a time to grow, meet new people, and experience new things.

My dentist, a jolly bald man, didn't use Novocaine when he pulled out Toothy. He massaged my gums, pulled him out as he screamed to his assistant, "She's not a bleeder." This is one of the highest compliments I have received. I am not a bleeder. I am a fighter. A survivor. And then, he put old Toothy in a bag and let me hold him. It was just that simple.

Feeling Toothy in my grasp made my heart swell with anticipation. What was my life going to be without Toothy? Losing Toothy meant that I was going to get braces. He'd been with me so long that I felt like I was losing a special part of me. Toothy added a bit of hilarity to a party. He was a sight to behold. People were always inquisitive about my deformed mouth. It was a conversation starter. He made me special. Am I on my way to be like everybody else now? Did I just buy my ticket to Dullsville.

Maybe comfort is worth the risk of being boring. I mean, Toothy doesn't own me. I'll get another gag to share with people. It's not necessary to always entertain people by having them take notice of your deformities. Right? And now I have a new friend who's been behind Toothy all along. His name is Backy, and he's never really gotten the chance to show what he can do. Maybe Backy is the funny one and not Toothy. He's good for my mouth, unlike Toothy.

Plus, Toothy is the reason I have to get braces. When I was fifteen he told Backy that he wasn't going anywhere; he was staying in my mouth. Now that I think about it, Toothy was such an abusive boyfriend. I overlooked all the great qualities Backy has to offer. I hope that Backy will forgive me and finally go to the front of my mouth where he belongs. I hope he doesn't take too long to forgive me. I hope he doesn't think nice guys finish last, because I'm done with Toothy for good. There's a new tooth in town and its you Backy. It's you.

(This gif is my last lament to Toothy: Toothy gif)

Everyone! Welcome Backy! Encourage him to finally come home to the front of my mouth: