Honeymoon


A mother had 3 virgin daughters. They were all getting married within a
short time period. Because Mum was a bit worried about how their sex life
would get started, she made them all promise to send a postcard from the
honeymoon with a few words on how marital sex felt.
The first girl sent a card from Hawaii two days after the wedding. The card
said nothing but "Maxwell House". Mum was puzzled at first, but then went to
the kitchen and got out the Maxwell House jar. It said . . . "good, till the
last drop". Mum blushed, but was pleased for her daughter.
The second girl sent the card from Ibiza a week after the wedding, and the
card read: "Benson & Hedges". Mum now knew to go straight to her husband's
cigarettes, she read from the B & H pack: "Extra Long. King Size". She was
again slightly embarrassed, but still happy for her daughter.
The third girl left for her honeymoon in the Caribbean. Mum waited for a
week nothing. Another week went by and still nothing. Then, after a whole
month, a card finally arrived. Written on it shaky words: "British Airways".


Mum took out her latest Travel Guide magazine, flipped through the pages,
fearing the worst and finally found the ad for the airline. The ad said: . .


"Three times a day, seven days a week, both ways". Mum fainted.