A virgin mail-order groom arrived in America for his obese bride-to-be. As they were getting ready to be intimate, he says (in Russan accent) "I do not know what to do". She says "let's just start with something called 69. You put your head down there, and I put mine down there, and we do our thing". He agrees, and starts. Then out of nowhere, she farts. He comes up gasping and coughing, and says "what is this again?". She apologizes and is embarrassed, and says "it's called 69. I'm so sorry, please go back to what you were doing.". He reluctantly agrees. Then, she farts again. He comes up again coughing and disgusted, and says in his Russan accent "I do not know if I can do this 67 more times".

A skeleton walks into a bar and orders a beer and a mop.