Intolerance
"This is Dr. Dream, and we're live on 550 on your AM dial. Now, on to the next caller. Your first name, please?"
"Gene."
"What can I do for you, Gene?"
"You gotta help me, Doc. I can’t get this freakin’ dream outta my head. I’m running away from a gigantic cow with a skeleton face. I wake up in a cold sweat before it catches me, but I’m worried one night things will change."
"Ah, skeletal cow. That could represent your mother. She is being unresponsive to your needs, withholding love from you. Of course, the other…"
"That freakin’ bitch. I’ll kill her!" Gene dropped the phone, grabbed a carving knife and raced out the door.
"…alternative is your dream self is revealing that you’re lactose intolerant."