One night, Bob was in bed, thinking about how a ham sandwich would be good right now. He was so engrossed in his "sandwichsy" (sorry couldn't resist) that he fell asleep. He was dreaming. Dreaming....about....not just sandwiches, not just meat sandwiches, but HAM SANDWICHES! So off he went, into the dream world, where ham sandwiches were the dominant race. A ham sandwich ran up to Bob and started to climb into his mouth. Bob felt....happy....as he was floating into space (probably with an erection too.) Suddenly, he woke up, and realised that...THE HAM SANDWICHES WERE...GONE! So he cried himself to sleep.
The End