Dream Head

“Puck… Puck, it’s time to get up and get ready for school… Puck?”

Puck lifted his head groggily from the pillow. “What? You mean that was all a dream?”

“What dream?”

“I dream that I was sleeping.”

“No, I’m pretty sure that wasn’t a dream…”

Two minutes later, when Puck walked himself out of the bunk bed, he added, “I didn’t hear what you said when I got out of bed, so I’m just going to assume you said ‘pickles and jam’.”