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

Clean "Bill" of health.

Get it? Bill of health. Man I crack myself up.

Had the old prostate checked out, you know someone my age

really needs to keep on that. Well nothing unusual to report.

I did have to break out a new Depends though,

Dang Medicare. They get you every time.

Having dinner at Luby's at 3 so I better get working on my nap.

-bill

Is there anything these Scientists can't do?

There's this sweet new air-ship gizmo that's visiting from
New Jersey this week.

Can't wait to check it out. What's next boys?
A device you can set to wake you up at a specific time in the morning?

Keep it up fellas. Soon we'll like be able to visit the Moon or something.

-bill

Hip problems, again.

Hey folks, Hill Bill here.

So I was listening to my favorite radio program yesterday,
dang that Orson Wells really knows scary.

Anyhoo, what's more depressing than what seems to be
World War II breaking out, the hip is about as naggy as Stalin.

Truth is it hasn't been the same since Kentucky entered the union
but what are you going to do?

Well it's Ovaltine time, catch ya later.

-bill