| The newlyweds undressed and got into bed. "Sweetheart," asked the new wife. "Could you please hand me that jar of Vaseline over there?" "Baby, you aren't going to need any Vaseline," he growled amorously. But at her insistence he handed it over, and she proceeded to smear it liberally all over her crotch. After watching this procedure, the husband asked the wife a favor. "Remember that long string of pearls I gave your for an engagement present? Could you get them out of the bureau for me?" "Of course, love," replied his bride, "but whatever do you want them for?" "Well," he explained, looking at the Vaseline smeared all over her, "if you think I'm going into a mess like that without chains, you're crazy!" |