Mr. and Mrs. Rogers rushed into the dentist’s surgery, where Mr. Marsh makes it absolutely clear that he is in a big hurry.
‘No expensive extras, Doctor’, Rogers demands, ‘No gas or needles or any of that fancy stuff. Just pull the tooth and get it over with.’
‘I wish more of my patients were as strong-minded and as brave as you, Mr. Rogers, ‘said the dentist admiringly. ‘Now, which tooth is it?’
Mr. Rogers turns to his wife and says:
‘Show him your tooth, honey.’
The biggest loser at my weight-loss club was an elderly woman. “How’d you do it?” we asked. “Easy,” she said. “Every night I take my teeth out at six o’clock.”