Watching this commercial for the first time, I really thought that one of two things was going to happen:
A. The extremely uncomfortable-looking groom would admit that he desperately needed to urinate and excuse himself. Seriously, the guy looks like he's going to explode and that the act of simply standing there is downright painful.
B. The bride, having taken a good, long look at her intended (perhaps for the first time?) realizes that he looks like a dyspeptic mannequin who looks about as enthusiastic about this whole thing as a miner entering the shaft elevator at 5 AM and maybe the MRS degree isn't worth what she thought it was.
Either way, when the sassy black woman delivers the punchline, we are supposed to think it's HI-larious. That part I know for SURE.