The First Night of Their Honeymoon
On their honeymoon’s first night, the husband hesitates to confess his stinky feet and smelly socks. Meanwhile, the wife struggles with how to reveal her awful breath, which she has successfully masked so far.
The Confession
After some thought, the husband musters the courage and says, “I have a confession.”
She moves closer, gazes into his eyes, and replies, “Darling, so do I.”
Startled, he recoils and exclaims, “Don’t tell me—you’ve eaten my socks!”
