The Cohens were shown into the dentist's office, where Mr. Cohen
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. Cohen turned to his wife...
"Show him your tooth, Honey."
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