CHEAP

I only remember the end of the dream I had the other day...I was just about to shoot a bad guy (sort of a mafia hitman type) who was just about my size. I really liked the suit he was wearing, so I tried to get him to take it off before I shot him so as not to ruin it. He refused.

"Okay, at least take the jacket part off," I begged.

"Why?"

"So when I wear it the jacket part will cover up the bullet hole and the blood stain."

"Screw that, you can just sew up the hole, and most good detergents will get the blood out!"

"Too much work, besides, I can't sew."

"Jeez...why don't you just shoot me in the fucking head, dumbass?"

"Oh, yeah, right. Why didn't I think of that?"

*BANG*