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 fiance 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 fiance 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 were 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, my," he
replies, "you've swallowed my sock!"
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