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You know, it must be hard to be a dentist. The prevention and fixes are so clear-cut. Yo never hear anyone say: "That dentist is a genius. He diagnosed my gingivitis when no specialist knew what was wrong with me."

You get a cavity, you scrape out the bad bits and pop in a filling. How mechanical. We never name buildings after the guy who invented the flouride treatement or the mouth needle, or the scrapey-hookey thing that takes off your tartar.

I had so much nitrus oxide, I passed out. Really, I would like to name a park bench after the guy who invented laughing gas.

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