Her: So, apparently [new boyfriend] heard me mumbling your name in my sleep last night. It’s a good thing I wasn’t moaning or anything, or he would’ve known it was a dirty dream.
Me: Ok…so what was the dream about?
Her: Um, us having sex? Duh!
Me: Details, woman! What were we doing?
Her: Well, you had me bent over and you were pounding it from behind…
Her: Oh, but your hair was cut short.
Me: See, that’s how I really know it was a dream…
Her: (laughing) Fuck youuuuuu!