All I Want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth

Hello,

Richard walked in with a small tupperware container at about 7 pm.

"Come to borrow something?" I asked from where I was kneeling on the floor, putting wax on the hardwood.

"Yes," he said as he was leaving out the door again. "Ice for my tooth. I just knocked it out eating something. I have a phone call in for some emergency dental work."

Now two hours later I phoned his house. The new dentist at Stonehockers, Curtis Holmes, has met Richard, put the tooth back in and Richard is home again.

Richard has what he wants for Christmas: two front teeth.

Arta