My dad's teeth
A true story my dad told me.
At the end of WW2 he was a Polish soldier attached to the British army.
He required dental treatment and was attended to by an army dentist who was Scottish.
The dentist must have had a rough hand, cos it caused my dad to swear in Polish, and by golly he could swear in Russian and German as well if he wanted to.
The dentist calmly apologised in perfect Polish.
Dad never talked too much about the serious side of war, he was always just grateful he survived.
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I hope they're still open, I'm bostin for a pint of Banks's
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