I had a dream that I was in jail. The warden had a claw like Wolverine from X-Men and stabbed me in the leg because I was on the cell phone with my lawyer after lights out.

We had a church service that all the inmates attended. They served communion with one cup. It didn’t contain wine or grape juice, just water. I got some murderous looks from the inmates who would be last to get a sip because I drank more than my share.

It all worked out, though. I found an alien fetus in a can of green beans, so they let me go.