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Humor for the Bride and Groom




A young couple decided to wed.  As the big day approached, they grew apprehensive.  Each had a problem they had never before shared with anyone, not even each other.

The Groom-to-be, overcoming his fear, decided to ask his father for advice.   "Father," he said, "I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage."  His father replied, "Don't you love this girl?"   "Oh yes, very much," he said," but you see, I have very smelly feet, and I'm afraid that my fiancé will be put off by them."  "No problem," said dad, "all you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and always wear socks, even to bed."   Well, to him this seemed a workable solution.

The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decided to take her problem up with her mom."  Mom," she said, "When I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful."  "Honey," her mother consoled, "everyone has bad breath in the morning."  "No, you don't understand. My morning breath is so bad, I'm afraid that my fiancé will not want to sleep in the same room with me."   Her mother said simply, "Try this. In the morning, get straight out of bed, and head for the kitchen and make breakfast.  While the family is busy eating, move on to the bathroom and brush your teeth.  The key is, not to say a word until you've brushed your teeth."  "I shouldn't say good morning or anything?" the daughter asked.  "Not a word," her mother affirmed.  "Well, it's certainly worth a try," she thought.

The loving couple finally married.  Not forgetting the advice each had received, he with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they managed quite well.  That is, until about six months later.  Shortly before dawn one morning, the husband wakes with a start to find that one of his socks had come off.   Fearful of the consequences, he frantically searches the bed.  This, of course, wakes his bride and without thinking, she asks, "What on earth are you doing?"  "Oh no!," he replies, "you've swallowed my sock!"

Comments

  1. Sandi@ Rose Chintz CottageJuly 13, 2012 at 7:32 AM

    Cute! Thanks for the smile, Mary. It's wonderful to be able to tell a clean joke when there is so much dirt being slung everywhere nowadays. Hope you're having a lovely summer.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  2. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/July 13, 2012 at 8:28 AM

    ah Mary... I'm afraid we share the same funny gene! You always make me smile!

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  3. Mevely317July 13, 2012 at 2:51 PM

    I just laughed out loud! Thanks for the day-brightener, Mary!

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  4. DeniseJuly 14, 2012 at 12:38 AM

    Woo Hoo, funny.

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  5. Kathleen July 14, 2012 at 5:23 PM

    Thank you for my afternoon chuckle!

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  6. AnonymousAugust 6, 2012 at 12:48 PM

    This surely put a smile on my face. A great way to start a day. Thanks for sharing. financial adviser

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