Two brooms were hanging in the closet, and after a while they got to know each other so well they decided to get married.
One broom was, of course, the bride-broom, the other the groom- broom.
The bride-broom looked very beautiful in her white dress. The groom-broom was handsome and suave in his tuxedo. The wedding was lovely.
After the wedding, at the wedding dinner, the bride-broom leaned over and said to the groom-broom, ‘I think I am going to have a little whisk broom!’
‘IMPOSSIBLE !’ said the groom-broom.
‘WE HAVEN’T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER!’