Too much information As we were leaving a house that we had inspected the other day, the owner felt it necessary to explain to us that he was about to make a run to Wal-Mart to do some shopping for his wife. Of course, he continued, he would have to put his teeth in first.

Yes, not only does the Wal-Mart trip to shop for your wife qualify as TMI, but double that for explaining you had yet to insert your dentures.

Now, triple the amount of TMI for doing the visual inspection of the interior of the home and finding said dentures on the bathroom counter. I almost thought they would start chomping their way down the countertop after me.

I'm beginning to learn that it takes less and less to creep me out.  ¶ 3:47 PM