I go to the best Dentist in Chicago and he reads my blog cause he is afflicted with daughters and he's taking notes. So today he walks in and we shake but he won't let go. He's looking at me weirdly and peering over the top of my head and down my neck.
G: What are you looking for, Paul?
P: I'm looking for lice.
Ah, fame.
Luckly, even under surgical magnification, there was no lice to be found.
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