Back at home for a few days after their honeymoon, the bride called her mother.


"Well, how was the honeymoon?" asked the mother.


"Oh, Mama, the honeymoon was wonderful! So romantic," she began... then suddenly she burst out crying, "but, Mama, as soon as we returned, Sam started using the most horrible language. He's been saying things I've never heard before! All these awful, dirty, four-letter words! You've got to come get me and take me home! Please, Mama!"


"Sarah, Sarah," her mother said, "calm down! Tell me, what could be so awful? What four-letter words has he been using?"


"Please don't make me tell you, Mama," cried the daughter, "I'm so embarrassed! They're just too awful! You've got to come get me and take me home! Please, Mama!"


"Darling, baby, you must tell me what has you so upset. Tell your mother these horrible four-letter words!"


Still sobbing, the bride replied, "Oh, Mama ...










words like dust, wash, iron, and cook..."