“Well, darling'” he chuckles proudly, “That’s ma’rope!”
She slides her hands down further and gasps, “Oh my goodness! What are those?” she asks.
“Honey, those’re my knots!” he answers.
Finally the couple begins to make love.
After several minutes the bride says, “Stop honey, wait a minute!”
Her husband, panting a little, asks, “What’s the matter honey, am I hurting you?”
“No,” the bride replies, “undo them damn knots, I need more rope!”