Did you hear about the circus owner who had trouble putting up the big top every night? Yeah, he'd take it down and put it back up at least four times because the stripes didn't line up, or the flag on top was crooked, or it was wrinkled and just not right. Yeah, he was an anal re-tentive.

This is the joke that I came up with during a dream last night. The rest of the dream was about the Golden Girls.
I guess I sleep just a little funny.