It was a quadruple marriage...four men who were best of friends had just married four girls who were also very good friends. After the ceremony, they met at the hotel dining room and, while the men went outside of smoke, the excited brides talked. They soon got around to discussing their thoughts on the forthcoming nuptial night and agreed that they'd compare notes the next morning. Since they couldn't discuss matters before their husbands, they agreed on the code work, "morning." That word would describe how many times they'd made love. At breakfast, the first two brides began to talk, "Good morning, Mary," one said. "Good morning to you and isn't it a lovely morning?" The third bride remarked, "It's a great morning, all right, as nice a morning as I've recently seen since the morning of the last fourth of July." The fourth bride looked around, then said, "What a rotten day!"