This is another dream called "Gams."
"Gams."
I got gams, long gams which I send out like beacons
to impress professors at the semi-annual ball.
Nice gams, one said.
But I had been standing on a pedestal.
Coming down, my legs were short as a duck's, and I waddled away
ever so slightly."
[LAUGHTER]
There are all kinds of things going on in that dream,
I guess.