In the wake of a difficult day at the workplace, Beam slithered into bed with his significant other while she rested, and immediately napped off.
The principal thing he heard as he opened his eyes in paradise was St. Peter’s shocking comment, “You kicked the bucket in your rest, Beam.”
‘I’m dead?’ mumbled a stunned Beam. ‘Not a chance am I! An excess of is in question for me to bite the dust presently; if it’s not too much trouble, bring me back!’
St. Peter let the cat out of the bag that your main choice for getting back to Earth was as a chicken.