Bad Dream

I am fixing Thanksgiving dinner. I've chosen to only make a turkey breast. Suddenly, I have more guests coming. So I tell the other person in my dream I know about the old trick of cooking a chicken and just mixing in the slices of meat so everyone thinks it is just turkey. The worse part is that my extra guests are all Democratic Presidential Candidates and, of course, Guiliani.

Yep, I woke up and told Mike that I had just had a WEIRD BAD dream.