I was leaving a restaurant when the hostess asked if I could give her a noun, Mad Libs style. So I wrote in “denim overalls.” The final sentence: In my dream, all I wear are denim overalls in orelectic green.
She was going to read the sentence to the entire restaurant. The bad news: I’ll never know if anyone laughed because I woke up. The good news: I don’t own a pair of green denim overalls.
-Out of the Wilderness