Weird Al’s Coat
Had a dream last night that Laura and I had just been for a meeting at my office. She was leaving and I hugged her goodbye. She was going to get the bus, so I went to walk off, but then I remembered the bus stop was only around the corner, so I’d be courteous and walk her to the bus stop. When we arrived, there were a few other people waiting for the bus, so we knew it wouldn’t be long. I tried to ask her if she knew any markets in Lichfield, but I kept getting distracted by passing busses.
After a while, a bus came and I got on it. I sat next to Weird Al Yankovic, who was wearing an orange puffer jacket. I told him I was on my way to work and I suddenly realised that I was wearing the same blazer I’d worn the day before. I asked him if we could swap coats and he said we could. When he put my blazer on, it was a little small for him, but when I put his coat on it was tiny on me.
My brother, Lee, was on the bus as well and looked over with a puzzled look on his face. Weird Al told him, ‘He’s forgotten his coat.’