Good morning:

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So, this morning, I went to wake Andrew up (I'm his alarm clock) and he rolled over and started mumbling. I could tell he was still asleep because he does this very often so I said "what?" and he replied, still sleeping, with:

"Thank goodness they're not on the leashes. Like, you know."

And then he proceeded to make hand gestures like he was holding a leash and trying to yank it up and over, as if he were turning a jump rope for someone.

Few things are funnier on an early Wednesday morning than someone attempting to act something out in their sleep. I lost it. My laughing finally woke him up. He opened his eyes, said "shut up" and rolled back over.

But, oh boy, it was comical. I love a good show with breakfast.