Dentures

A couple of old guys were golfing when one said he was going
to Dr. Taylor for a new set of dentures in the morning.

His friend remarked that he had gone to the same dentist a
few years before. “Is that so?” the first said. “Did he do a
good job?”

“Well, I was on the course yesterday when the fellow on the
ninth hole hooked a shot,” he said. “The ball must have been
going 200 mph when it hit me in the stomach. That,” he
added, “was the first time in two years my teeth didn’t
hurt.”

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