Dorothy was the only child of her family, born when her parents were mid-aged. They spoiled her badly. At the age of 33 she still lived at home. Her mother and father treat her like a princess. She seemed perfectly content with that situation, so her friends were surprised when she announced she would soon get married. People who knew her well said the marriage wouldn’t last long. But for the present, she and her new husband approached happy.
As soon as the newly couple returned from their honeymoon, the bride called her mother.
“How does everything go?” her mother asked.
“Oh, Mom,” she began, “the honeymoon was lovely! So romantic! We had a wonderful time. But on our back, Bob started using terrible language. Stuff I’d never heard before. Really awful four-letter words. You’ve got to come get me and take me home. Please, Mom!” the new bridesobbed over the telephone.
“But, honey,” the mother asked, “What four-letter words?”
“I can’t tell you, Mom. They’re too awful! Come get me, please!”
“Darling, you must tell me what has upset you so much. Tell me what four-letter words he used.”
Still sobbing, the bride said, “Mom, words like dust, wash, iron, and cook.”
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