Yesterday I was eating a slice of bread and realized it was moldy. I thought back to health class and remembered talking about how dangerous mold is-it can and often does kill people. I became terrified and hastily sought sought a way to prevent or at least mitigate the effects of the deadly spores. I brushed my teeth but still had chunks of bread in between them, and because I was anticipating a sudden, painful demise at any second, without any consideration of the consequences grabbed my bar of soap out of the shower (Irish Spring, of course) and took a big bite. I took some water with the soap and swished it around in my mouth for a while, and then swallowed the unpleasant concoction and deemed my mouth cleansed. The bad taste took a while to subside, but I seemed to be fine and congratulated myself on a heroic last-minute rescue. I woke up this morning and hade a terrible stomach-ache and it hasn't gone away for 4 hours now. I thought maybe it had something to do with the base properties of the soap reacting with the acid of my stomach.
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