Just Get It Over With, Doc
The Beckers'
were shown into the dentist's office, where Mr. Becker 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. Becker turned to his wife Margaret.
“Show him
your tooth, Honey.”