The preacher at a little country Church was known for his short sermons. Every Sunday his lessons would end at 12:30 on the dot. This one particular Sunday, though, he seemed to be running a little long. An hour sermon turned into two, then three. Finally he stopped to catch his breath, then the congregation asked him Why the long sermon? The preacher said, "Well folks, I didn't mean to keep y'all here for so long, but this morning I grabbed my wife's teeth by mistake, and now I can't stop talking......."