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 and the other the groom broom. The wedding was lovely. The bride broom looked very beautiful and the groom broom was handsome and suave.

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!"