A couple of elderly gents 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 playing yesterday when the fellow on the 9th hole hooked a shot,” he said.
“The ball must have been going 200 mph when it hit me in the groin…. and that was the first time in two years my teeth didn’t hurt.”