honeymoon

The newlyweds came back from their honeymoon at Niagara Falls and moved into the apartment
upstairs from the groom’s parents, Vito and Nina. That night Vito was awakened by a dig in the
ribs from his wife. “Vito, listen,” she whispered. Sure enough, they could hear the bedsprings in
the room above them creaking rhythmically. “Come on, Vito,” she urged. So he rolled over on
top of her and they made love.
He had just fallen back asleep when the creaking of the bed-springs woke him again. “Vito,
listen to them,” said Nina in a stage whisper. “Come on.” So he rolled over and made love to her
again.
Vito was sound asleep when another dig in the ribs woke him to the sound of the bedsprings
creaking away yet another time. “Vito, listen,” began his wife, pulling off her nightgown.
At this the old man leaped to his feet, grabbed a broom, and started banging away on the
ceiling like a maniac. “Cut it out, god-damnit!” he yelled. “You’re killing your old man!”