GREENWICH, CT-- Al Goreman sued his therapist yesterday for unentertaining dreams that would make an industrialist blush.
"I work hard all day and rarely have time for entertainment. I depend on my sleep for that. I wake up after seven hours and find my dreams are of substandard entertainment quality. If they were a TV series, they'd be cancelled immediately. My therapist has been no help and so I'm suing her for malpractice."
Concerning his dreams, Mr. Goreman cites implausibility, unlikable characters and most of all a large carbon footprint as reasons for their lameness.
"In my dreams there is usually NO recycling going on whatsoever. I'll be throwing away a perfectly good aluminum can in the trash instead of the recycling bin. And my daughter drives a gas guzzler instead of the hybrid we got her. My dreams are green nightmares!"