Funny Jokes

It was the morning after the start of the honeymoon. The young groom ran down to the hotel coffee shop for some orange juice and strength. Returning to the third floor, he saw that the rooms weren't numbered. He started to walk from one to the next, knocking and calling, "Honey. Honey. Honey, I'm here."
At the fifth door, a brusque male voice called out from beyond the thick door," Go fly a kite, honey. This isn't a beehive!"