Three newlywed men were sitting together one afternoon, talking about married life and how things had changed since the wedding.

The first man said, “I married a girl from Iowa, and right after the honeymoon I told her that from now on, she was responsible for all the cooking.”

The other two looked at him, waiting.

“The first day,” he continued, “I didn’t see anything happen. But by the second day, dinner was on the table and everything was just the way I wanted it.”

The second man nodded proudly.

“I married a girl from Minnesota,” he said. “I told my wife she had to do all the cooking and all the cleaning.”

“And?” asked the others.

“Well,” he said, “the first day I didn’t notice any change. But by the second day, the house was clean, the food was cooked, and she had fallen into line.”

Then the third man leaned back and smiled.

“I married a girl from South Dakota,” he said. “I told my wife she had to do the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, and everything else around the house.”

The first two men grinned. “So what happened?”

He said, “The first day, I didn’t see anything. The second day, I still didn’t see anything…”

He paused.

“But by the third day, the swelling had gone down enough that I could see a little out of my left eye.”