A nervous man sits in the dentist’s chair, panic bubbling as the female dentist reaches for the numbing needle.
“No way! I hate needles!” he blurts out.
Calmly, she switches gears and prepares the nitrous oxide mask.
“No way again! I can’t do the gas thing. Masks make me feel like I’m suffocating!”
Unfazed, the dentist asks, “Okay, how about a pill?”
“Pills? No problem—I’m totally fine with pills,” he says with relief.
A few moments later, she hands him one.
“Here’s a Viagra,” she says.
The man stares, bewildered. “Viagra? I didn’t know that was a painkiller!”
The dentist smiles wryly. “It’s not. But you’ll need something to hold on to when I yank out your tooth.”
