How Come?

As we, ah... if only there were a we, are aware, I am the funniest person that I know. I am probably the funniest person that most people know. Today as I was driving I was thinking about the dream that I had last night. It's subject was not relevant but what I did find very interesting was that there was no humor involved. It involved nothing funny. This is not unusual. In fact, in thinking about all my dreams, which I often remember when I wake up, none of them are funny. None of them contain glimpses into to my sense of humor, with its characteristic one liners. How could that be?