If you don't get the punchline, you need to start visiting some of the links to your left.

Last night, among other things, I dreamt that I was dating Ryan Reynolds. Not hot-as-hell "Blade: Trinity" Ryan Reynolds (not that I saw it but so I hear, he was quite cut), but good old "Two Guys, A Girl And A Pizza Place" Ryan Reynolds. And I was fine with that.

Isn't it ironic?