“Hey?”
“Can you tell me where a doctor lives?”
“O, a doctor’s house. Why didn’t you say so before?”
The next is after the same sort.
A sailor chap entered a dentist’s office to have a tooth extracted.
“LOWER TIER, LARBOARD SIDE.”
Doctor (with great professional dignity, speaking very slowly). “Well, mariner, what tooth do you require extracted? Is it an incisor, bicuspid, or a molar?”
Jack (brusque and loud). “It’s here in the lower tier, larboard side. Bear a hand, lively, you dumb’d swab, for it’s nippin’ my jaw like a lobster.”