Friday, May 21, 2021

The dream-makers flub an Isaac Hayes pun

In my dream, I saw a man build a campfire. Then he sat down, took a shoe out of his backpack, and cut a thin slice off the bottom. He smeared this with butter and roasted it over the fire.

“And this,” explained a voice-over (my dreams often feature nature-documentary voice-overs), “is the delicacy known as hot buttered shoe.”

Come on, dream-makers! This is like Porky Pine trying to tell a joke!

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