Goodnight, sweetheart

It’s Mike’s birthday:
Mike: “Goodnight sweetheart.”

Lisa: “Goodnight. Happy birthday again. I hope you sleep like a bear in the middle of winter tonight.”

Mike: “Really? They might sleep well, but I’m pretty sure they snore.”

Lisa: “Well, I hope you sleep like a bear in the middle of winter that’s not breathing then.”

Mike: “So, a dead bear. Guess my birthday’s over.”

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