Hy and Miriam had only been married for ten days and their wedded life was all sugar and spice and everything nice. So it was only natural that when Hy came home from work and found his bride in tears he took her in his arms and consoled her tenderly.
“Miwiam”, he cooed, “tell oo big brave Hymie all about it, and Hymie will kiss your tears away.”
“The dinner got scorched,” Miriam sobbed.
“What!” gasped Hy, forgetting his honeymoon jargon. “You mean to say the delicatessen burned down?”