(December 11, 2019 at 6:46 pm)Ranjr Wrote: I don't remember ever truly believing. When I was 6, I pulled a tooth and didn't tell my parents. I put the tooth under my pillow at bedtime only to find it still there the next morning. The next evening, I told my mom I pulled a tooth. The following morning, I found a quarter. It was very freeing, no more magical beings to worry about. Who really wants a magic, tooth collecting freak sneaking into their room at night anyway?
And what on earth do they DO with the teeth? Why do they want them? To what end and purpose?
Pratchett's version was amusing.
