Puddleness is Hereditary

If anyone ever wants to know which member of my family I take after, I would have to say it's my favourite aunt. Just read this exchange and try not to laugh!

I sent her the following:

I was so good last week. Surrounded by Belgian chocolate shops, and I didn't eat a single piece of chocolate! UNTIL the coach trip home. I decided to open up a bag of chocolates and eat one with nuts in it. I broke two teeth. Not only that, but one developed an abcess and I ended up in the emergency room on Sunday night. I saw the dentist yesterday, and he's put me on antibiotics. I go back Monday for a root canal. Until then, I'm on four four different medications for the pain and the infection. I look like Marlon Brando.

And I say God bless the NHS because I haven't had to pay a penny. That's a relief.

The reply from my aunt was:

That all sounds like a stunt that I pulled at SFA and have been paying for dearly ever since. I took one course in cooking and we all made different desserts. I made a date nut cake and just couldn't wait until some peanut brittle was cool. So I sampled it anyway and pulled out a crown. This soon led to an abcess. Years later, had more troubles there. Ended up having to have a bridge. Had to have the bridge removed and the tooth pulled. It snowed on the beach at Bolivar that day. The new bridge popped off. Had to have major surgery on the bone just below the tooth. Blood count sky-rocketed. Had to have the third bridge. Gold getting precious now. Have had cancer ever since. I always wonder if the CLL might have held off a few years if I had not had the oral surgery. Good grief.
Take care................................

No family resemblance whatsoever, is there?