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At the Dentists |
The Lambert's were shown into the dentist's office, where Mr Lambert made it clear he was in a big hurry.
"No fancy stuff, Doctor," he ordered. "No gas or needles or any of that stuff. Just pull the tooth and get it over with."
"I wish more of my patients were as stoic as you," said the dentist admiringly. "Now, which tooth is it?"
Mr Lambert turned to his wife Jenny: "Show him your tooth, Honey."
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