The Wedding

Three weeks after her wedding day, Joanna called the Khan.

"John and I had a DREADFUL fight!" she wailed.

"Calm down, my child," said the short, red-headed despotic Welsh leader, "it's not half as bad as you think. Every marriage has to have its first fight!"

"I know, I know!" said Joanna. "But what am I going to do with the BODY?"