A young couple decide to wed. As the big day approaches, they grow apprehensive.
Each has an embarrassing problem they’ve never before shared with anyone, not even each other.
The groom-to-be, overcoming his fear, decides to ask his father for advice.
“Father,” he says, “I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage.
“I love my fiancée, but you know, I have very smelly feet and I’m afraid she’ll be revolted by the stench.”
“No problem,” the dad says. “All you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and always wear socks, even to bed.” Well, to him this seems a workable solution. The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decides to take her problem up her mom.
“Mom,” she says, “When I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful.”
“Honey,” her mother consoles, “everyone has bad breath in the morning.”
“No, you don’t understand. My morning breath is so disgustingly bad, I’m afraid my new husband won’t want to sleep in the same room with me.”
Her mother says simply, “Try this. In the morning, get straight out of bed and head for the bathroom and brush your teeth.
“The key is not to say a word until you’ve brushed your teeth. Not a word,” her mother affirms. Well, she thinks it’s worth a try. The loving couple is finally married in a beautiful ceremony.
Not forgetting the advice each has received, he with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they manage quite well. That is, until about six months later.
Shortly before dawn, 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 immediately turns to face him and asks, “What on earth are you doing?”
“Oh, no!” he gasps in shock, “You’ve eaten one of my socks!”