Dear God! The toothbrush is perhaps the more necessary of all necessities and you've forgotten yours! Now there's nothing to stand between you and the silent killer: gingivitis. You scrub frantically at your teeth with a finger, but it's not enough. You're on your way to the fron counter to ask for a substitute, but it's already too late; poor oral hygeine has caught up to you. You open your mouth as you're moving and somehow catch a whiff of your own breath. Whoa, that's bad! The odor burns your nostrils and lungs, literally setting them aflame as you collapse on the ground and die.