C&Ping a "joke" from a different wedding planning group:
A couple had only been married for two weeks and the husband, although very
much in love, couldn’t wait to go out on the town and party with his old
buddies. So he said to his new wife, ’Honey, I’ll be right back.’
'Where are you going, Coochy Coo?’ asked the wife.
’I’m going to the bar, Pretty Face,’ he answered. I’m going to have a beer.’
The wife said, ’You want a beer, my love?’ She opened the door the
refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer, brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.
The husband didn’t know what to do, and the only thing that he could think
of saying was, ’Yes, Lollipop.. but at the bar. You know, they have frozen
glasses.’
He didn’t get to finish the sentence because the wife interrupted him by
saying, ’You want a frozen glass, Puppy Face?’ She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer - so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it.
The husband, looking a bit pale, said, ’Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the bar
they have those hors d’oeuvres that are really delicious. I won’t be long. I’ll
be right back, I promise. OK?’
’You want hors d’oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?’ She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors d’oeuvres: chicken wings, pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, and little quiches.
’But my sweet honey at the bar you know there’s swearing, dirty words and
all that."
’You want dirty words, Cutie Pie? LISTEN UP CHICKEN SHIT. SIT YOUR ASS DOWN, SHUT THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR FUCKING BEER IN YOUR FROZEN MUG AND EAT YOUR DAMNED HORS D’OEUVRES BECAUSE YOUR MARRIED ASS AIN’T
GOING TO NO BAR... THAT SHIT’S OVER, GOT IT, JACKASS!’
And they lived happily ever after. Isn’t that a sweet story.

Uh, no. It's not a sweet story. Way to perpetuate the stereotypes of controlling, naggy, bi-yotch wifes. I respect my FH, and treat him like a human being, not a dog that needs to be leashed. I understand that it's meant as a joke, but would anyone be laughing if the genders were switched? Marriage is about a partnership- not domination & cow-towing. Ugh. I don't know why I'm overreacting like this, but I find that kind of "joke" to be ridiculously immature. Ok, rant over, sorry.