I woke up on the floor again And I needed something to eat, So I went down the street to Monty's Grill. "What'll it be?" said Monty, sporting a wry grin. "Just give me the usual, Monty," I said. Monty just scratched his head and said: "What is that again?" The usual was the Utah burger with cheese fries and a Coke. Monty knew that. I had been coming there every day for the last four years. Then I began to realize ‒ the man behind the counter was the IMPOSTOR!