It's really not my fault. She had to mention Sesame Street and now I can't get Snuffleupagus out of my head. I see that darned creature everywhere. In the supermarket. At the gas station. I even had a wet dream. When I asked my shrink about its meaning, she rambled on about an oedipal complex, but I think she's just jealous and is trying to come between the two of us. Let's face it, Snuffy is one helluva sex pot.