A pair of honeymooners checked into the Watergate Hotel in Washington, D.C. That night, as the husband was about to turn off the light, his bride asked, “Do you think this room is bugged?”

“That was a long time ago, sweetheart,” he reassured her.

“But what if there’s a microphone somewhere? I’d be so embarrassed.”

So the groom searched under tables and behind pictures. Then he turned back the rug. Sure enough, there was a funny-looking gizmo in the floor. He took out the screws, got rid of the hardware, and climbed into bed.

The next morning the newlyweds were awakened by a hotel clerk who wanted to know if they had slept well.

“We did,” replied the groom. “Why do you ask?”

“It’s rather unusual,” the clerk answered. “Last night the couple in the room below yours had a chandelier fall on them.”