Several generations of a family are gathered for a meal. The youngest grandson and his new wife are still in the giggly affectionate stage of their recent marital bliss. Needing some sugar for his coffee, he says to his bride "Please pass the sugar, sugar". She giggles and does, commenting how tender and romantic her new husband is.
His parents share a knowing look, remembering that stage of their life together, and for fun the father, wanting some honey for his tea asks his wife "Would you please pass the honey, honey?" Mom laughs and calls him a sentimental fool, but passes the honey.
Grandpa turns to Grandma and says "Pass the damn prune juice, ya old prune."*
*other variations on this one are "pass the tea, bag" and "I need some milk, cow"