I had a dream about you. At first you were a mannequin, and I was a fashion designer. Then, inexplicably, we switched roles and I became the mannequin. But instead of putting clothes on me, you laughed at my nakedness, and you sold me to the owner of a sex shop. β¨
If you have the woman you love, what more do you need? Well, besides an alibi for the time of her husbandβs murder.β¨
To find out if she really loved me, I hooked her up to a lie detector. And just as I suspected, my machine was broken.β¨