Mary went to see a psychiatrist about her husband Bob (he wouldn’t go with her).
“Doctor, my husband has this problem. Almost every night now, he’s dreaming he’s a refrigerator!”
“My dear, that is not really a problem! A lot of people dream that they are somebody or something unusual…”
Mary leans forward as she softly whispers this confidence, “But you see, doctor, it is also a problem for me! Bob sleeps with his mouth open, and his little light keeps me awake!”