Here's a funny one. When we drove up to Sheffield, England, for my son's wedding, a bunch of us were sitting around having a laugh after dinner (and a tiny little Jack Daniels & coke). Matt was bragging about "going snorkeling in Greece" for their honeymoon. I said, "Snorkeling in grease? Sounds kind of kinky to me!!" Imagine all of his British friends just rolling on the floor, laughing their heads off. Matt was slightly embarrassed, then I added, "But if you want to call it 'snorkeling,' Bubba, that's alright; in fact, it's a great euphemism for having sex!" It was one hilarious moment, considering I'm pretty straight-laced and serious most of the time.