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A couple of days ago I was at the local Pub chatting with a neighbour, and he said, "Last night, I dreamed I had died and went to Heaven, and it was such a wonderful place; the Pearly Gate was made of pearls and gold, and when I was allowed in, the angels were singing melodiously, and I was very happy."
I said, "Last night I dreamed I had sex with your wife."
"What?!?" Exclaimed my neighbour.
Equitably, I replied, "Well, you had died..."
Inexplicably, he has not spoken to me since.