Toothless and ruthless

The husband lost a cap on his tooth. So, he's going in to the dentist first thing this morning.
He's on the phone with a co-worker making sure his morning broadcasts are covered until he can get to the office.
"If you're going to the dentist, are you sure you'll be able to speak when you get here?" co-worker wants to know.
The husband assures him he'll be fine.

When he hangs up, I suggest, "Call back in half and hour and tell him your face is numb after all, and he'll have to rewrite the news to eliminate all the L's and R's so you can annunciate everything clearly."