Uncle Steve told this story:
I had a dream once about heaven. I love curling, so naturally I wanted to find out if the game is popular in heaven or not so I phoned St. Peter and asked: “St. Peter, I’ve got to know: Is there a curling rink once a fella gets past the Pearly Gates?”
St. Peter replied: “Stevie, I’ve got good news and bad news. The good news is that, yes, we’ve got a club here, located up yonder, over the rainbow. Twenty-four sheets, perfect ice, fully-stocked bar. The works.”
“And the bad news?”
“Well, Stevie, you’re on the 9:30 pm draw tomorrow night.”