This is wrong:
Tom did like he always does; He crawled into
bed, kissed his wife,& fell asleep. Soon, he wakes up with an elderly man dressed in a white robe standing in front of his bed.
"What are you doing in my bedroom? .... & who are
you?" he asked.
"This is not your bedroom," the man replied. "I am St. Peter,
& you are in heaven."
"WHAT?! Are you saying I'm dead? I don't want to die! I'm too
young," said Tom. "I want you to send me back IMMEDIATELY!"
"It's not that easy," said St. Peter. "You can only return as
either a dog or a hen. The choice is yours."
Tom thought about this for a while & figured that being
a dog is too tiring but a hen probably has a nice &
relaxing life. And besides....running around with a rooster
can't be all THAT bad.
"I wanna return as a hen," Tom requested.
In the next second, he found himself in a chicken run,
very nicely feathered. However, he now felt as if his
rear end was gonna blow.
Then, along came the rooster:
"Hey!!! You must be the new hen St. Peter told me about,"he
said.
"How ya like being a hen?"
"Well.......it's OK, I guess, but it feels like my ass is about to
explode."
"Oh that!" said the rooster. "That's only the ovulation going
on. You, my friend, need to lay an egg."
"How do I do that?" Tom asked.
"Ya just cluck twice, & then ya push with everything ya got."
Tom clucked twice & pushed more than he was good for, &
then.... 'PLOP' ........ an egg was on the ground.
"Wow!" Tom said, "that felt REALLY good!"
So, he clucked again & squeezed. There was yet another egg on the ground. The third time he clucked, he
heard his wife shout:
"Tom, for cryin' out loud! Wake up!
You're shitting all over the bed!!!