Had a dream last night that a rural town way out in the boonies had opened a vending-machine only/honor system store, which was great. But at one point I pressed a button which began cooking fried chicken and I'd left my wallet in the car.

When I walked out, I noticed signs everywhere for "no parking" and my car had been towed. And then the police arrested me for theft since I never paid for the fried chicken. Then they are the fried chicken.

Hell of a way to do business, little town police department. Impound money, a mark on the arrest quota AND a free lunch.