"I had the strangest dream last night," a Jewish man was telling his
psychiatrist. "I saw my mother, but when she turned around to look at me, I
noticed that she had your face. And you can imagine, I found this very
disturbing. In fact I woke up immediately and couldn't get back to sleep. I just
lay there in bed waiting for morning to come, then I got up, drank a Coke, and
came right over here for my appointment. I thought you could help me explain the
meaning of this strange dream."
"The psychiatrist thinks for a moment, then says, "A Coke? You call
that a breakfast?"