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.
Are you ready for this?
Brace yourself; this is going to hurt! !
‘WE HAVEN’T EVEN SWEPT TOGETHER!’
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Oh for goodness sake… Laugh, or at least groan.
Life’s too short not to enjoy… Sounds to me like she’s been….sweeping around!
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Hey Shaunna,
Being married to a wonderful guy that is a tad bit OCD, brooms hold a special place in my heart. I thought the broom joke was really cute. I gave him a new broom for Christmas which he loves! The upside is that I never ever have to sweep because he likes to do it and it relaxes him ( I swear those are his words!). Guess that is why he “sweeps” me off my feet!
Aimee