Anyone seen my grill?

In my golden years, my memory isn't exactly as sharp as it used to be.

Seems in the time it took me to re-mothball the linen closet,

I've gone and misplaced my dentures.

Last time that happenend, I accidently Polygripped them to the back of

my trusty Rascal scooter, and didn't notice until I fell down fighting my brother.

At least I speak French better than I fight or write.

-bill