Big Top by Rob Harrell for June 25, 2006
Wink: Oh, man. I had the worst dream last night. Dusty: Do tell. Wink: I was trying to make a sandwich, but I just couldn't. It... it was horrible. What do you think it means?? Dusty: The sandwich gods are angry, my friend. Wink: Dang. That's what I thought, too. I got out the bread, and it was moldy... then the store was out of bread. Three stores later I found some... then I got home and we were out of mayo.... so I went back to the store, got home, and the turkey'd gone bad. Then the mustard had dried out and all the plates were dirty!