An Abominable Lack Of Sleep

(It’s super late, and I’ve been begging my boyfriend to let me go to sleep as I’m barely coherent. He keeps insisting I’m fine.)

Me: *waking up from a micro-dream* “Is Dudley Do-Right a yeti?!”

Boyfriend: “What?!”

Me: *hysterically laughing* “I had a dream that Dudley Do-Right ripped his face off, and he was a yeti!”

Boyfriend: “Okay, I believe you need sleep now.”