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Hello, this message is for - 'Aw, Pajamas; do you still get nervous when patients scream? By leaving, you missed the best part! Mrs. Teslow completely bought our pitch and really thought we were going to either pull all her back teeth or perform twelve root canals. Remember her face? Ha-Ha! Okay, so to settle her down, I told her the appealing rubber gloves story I tell the kids when I need to distract them. You remember, don't you? How on an island in the South Pacific they heat up a big kettle of rubber tree sap, then islanders, chosen by their hand size, dip both hands in to make matching sets of different size gloves, a peeling them off when they're dry. She must have been really upset with you, P. J., because she didn't even smile at that great joke. I was ready to resort to giving her a free shot of nitrous oxide when she starting howling with laughter. I didn't remember the joke ever being that funny, so I checked to see if the valve on the tank was open and if she was alright. She grinned and told me, "I just figured out how they make condoms." That Teslow, she's alright. Remember, this weekend, nine holes. Mentorman out.'
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