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Gold In My Ramen

It’s your anniversary so you’re thinking steak but your wife wants ramen so you go to a nice place and order the fancy ramen which comes with radishes cut up to look like rosebuds and costs as much as steak. You slurp away with the best of the regulars until a gold crown falls from a molar into the ramen. Seconds later another gold crown falls off as well. The next day the dentist says you need new crowns. The old ones won’t fit. He tells you the new ones will be made of zirconia. They'll cost $900 each cheaper than gold he says in consolation. In shock you ask him what do the homeless do. He says there’s no ER for dental work but he’s heard about a retired dentist must be in his eighties who goes into the city one Saturday a month and does charity work. He needs help your dentist says. And more folding chairs in the waiting room. Donal Mahoney

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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