A man coughed violently, and his false
teeth
shot across the room and smashed against the wall. „Oh, dear,“ he
said, „whatever shall I do? I can’t afford a new set.“
„Don’t
worry,“ said his friend. „I’ll get a pair from my brother
for you.“
The next day the friend came back with the teeth, which
fitted
perfectly.
„This is wonderful,“ said the man. „Your brother must be a
very good
dentist.“
„Oh, he’s not a dentist,“ replied the friend,
„he’s an
undertaker.“
