Setting: Middle of the night, boo and me deep in sleep. All of a sudden, boo's fist makes contact with my right cheek bone.
Me: OWW!
Boo: (startled) What? What happened?
Me: You punched me.
Boo: Oh, babe, I'm so sorry. I was dreaming. Are you okay?
Me: Yea. Did you have a bad dream?
Boo: No, actually it was a good dream. I was dunking.
Me: Oh, so I just got stuffed on.
Boo: Heh, heh, heh. Yea.
The end.
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