Barth went to Dr. Legget to get a cavity filled. He escorted Barth to
the chair and gave him some novocaine. Legget returned a few moments
later, told him to open wide, and then reached for his drill.
Suddenly the dentist stiffened and said to the man, “Mr. Barth, do
you realize your hand is clutching my testicles?”
“Certainly, Doctor,” he replied. “We’re not going to hurt each other,
are we?”