3 fiends were getting married in the same hotel on the same day, and at the end of the night, they met up to discuss the day's events over a couple of beers.
One asks the other two: "Listen, it's our wedding night and I was wondering -- how many times are we expected to... um... you know... do it?"
Eventually, they decide to retire to their respective wives and plan to meet up the following morning over breakfast to discuss what went on.
Suddenly, one of the grooms pipes up, "Hold on lads, we can't discuss our first night's marital goings on over the breakfast table with our new wives sitting with us."
"You're right. What we'll do then, is make every piece of toast we order with our breakfast represent the amount of times we did it," offers another groom.
They all decide that it's an excellent idea and depart.
The next day in the hotel dining room, the grooms are all looking a bit dishevelled, but that's nothing compared to the brides, who can barely stagger across the room.
The first groom places his order with the waitress: "Hello, I'll have the full English breakfast with three pieces of toast please."
The other two grooms smile at him and raise a glass of fresh orange juice in a toast to his fantastic prowess.
The waitress moves to the second couple and the groom orders, "I too shall have the full English breakfast, but could I have four pieces of toast?"
The waitress gets to the last groom. "I shall also have the full English breakfast please, yet I shall have..." he takes a deep breath, "seven, yes, seven pieces of toast," he calls for everyone's benefit, while flashing a big grin to his two wedding mates, who stare at him in disbelief.
She writes down his order and turns away, but before she can leave, the groom calls after her again and says, "And by the way, can you make two of those brown?"
