This is almost too funny to be true. So let’s just imagine that it is.

Here’s the story in text:
Hippo Eats Dwarf
BANGKOK: A hippopotamus swallowed a circus dwarf in a “freak accident” in northern Thailand, according to a columnist in the Pattaya Mail.
The Grapevine column reported: “A circus dwarf, nicknamed Od, died recently when he bounded sideways from a trampoline and was swallowed by a yawning hippopotamus waiting to appear in the next act.
“Vets said Hilda the Hippo had a gag reflex which caused her to swallow. More than 1000 spectators continued to applaud wildly until they realised there had been a tragic mistake.”
I have strange dreams. I have the type that leave me chuckling when I wake up. This morning was a doozy.

Imagine this new family game: Bear Escape. I had a dream of the standard nuclear family gathered around the family room as grandma was on her back and an angry plastic bear hunkered over her, ready to dig in for a certainly gruesome death.
The dad said “Ok Grandma, how are you going to escape this angry, man-eating bear?”
Granny replied “I’ll try carving him!”.
At that point the little rugrat with blonde ponytails ran to the kitchen and returned with one of those long forks and a carving knife. Granny gracefully, as gracefully an 80 year-old lady on her back with a german shephard-sized plastic bear on chest, started to carve the bear’s arm like a Thanksgiving turkey.
I woke up at that point. It’s a shame, I would have loved to see how this game progresses. I can see this sold at Toys-R-Us next to “Squeal like a Pig” and “Guard the still” family action games.
I’m thinking about buying a dozen of these for Christmas gifts. Who doesn’t need a Freud in the morning. Unfortunately, it reminds me a little of what Joan Rivers said in her Bravo comedy special about her grey bunny slippers: Joan Rivers: Before Melissa Pulls the Plug