A newlywed couple had just returned from their honeymoon, and the young bride couldn’t wait to call her mother, who lived a couple of hours away. “How was everything?” her mom asked, excited to hear about their trip.
The bride replied, “Oh, mother, the honeymoon was wonderful! So romantic, and we had such a great time. But on our way back, Andy started using the most horrible language. Words I’ve never heard before—really terrible four-letter words. You’ve got to come get me and take me home. Please, Mother!” she cried over the phone.
Her mother, confused, asked, “But sweetheart, what four-letter words are you talking about?” The bride hesitated, sobbing, “I can’t tell you, mother, they’re too awful! Just come get me, please!”
Her mother gently pressed, “Darling, you need to tell me what’s upsetting you so much. What four-letter words did he use?” Still in tears, the bride finally admitted, “Mother, words like dust, wash, iron, cook.”
The call ended with laughter, as the mother realized her daughter’s “horrible” language was just the beginning of the everyday realities of married life.
