Dreams.

I had a funny dream yesterday. So, I'm walking down a long corridor in some building, wearing a military uniform, and I have a cheeseburger and medium fries in my hands. I reach the last door and go inside. There are a bunch of generals and marshals sitting there. They greet me, salute, and one of them starts to report something to me, but it seemed not very interesting, so I offered him some fries, and one of the soldiers said that if we're going to treat anyone, we should treat everyone, and the others laughed, and I seriously said, "Well, if you want, I can go get some more fries." And that's when the dream ended.