The whistling Bishop

Dentist tomorrow: looking forward to it, of course. Reminded of the story of the Bishop who needed a setof false teeth. 'Are you sure,' he asked the dentist, 'they won't hurt me?' 'Positive,' said the dentist. 'Then go ahead.' Well, a week later the bishop put the new teeth in his mouth and bellowed as loud as King Lear, 'Christ!' Then 'Jesus!' The dentist was most concerned. "Good grief, Bishop,' he said, 'if they hurt as much as that get them out - I'll re-make them.' The Bishop said, 'Not at all! - The teeth are fine. Frankly, this is the first time for years I've been able to say those beautiful words without whistling.'