Because he found his honey.
Beethoven's last movement.
Eski-moos!
So that the bride wouldn't get cold feet.
His Thug Wife.
Bumble gum.
Two, but I don't know how they got in there.
Mom : typing ... *gets married* *have kids* *gets old* *dies* *goes to hell* Mom: Fish, honey!
A tooter. (thanks, honey)