I love a good double entendre.
Nothing quite tickles my funny bone more than a seemingly innocent statement that, upon further reflection, is just a little bit diiiirty. This the genius beind, "That's what she said!" She said a lot, apparently. And it's best when the off-color meaning is completely unintentional and organic; it never works when you're trying too hard.
One of the funniest things I've heard all year falls in this realm.
A couple of weeks ago, we had some dear friends visit us to make our almost-annual pilgrimage to Kentucky's Wool Fest. Don't knock it 'til you've tried it. Part of (maybe all) of the fun lies in the food. Our ritualistic visit to the Wool Fest demands a stop at the booth that sells hot roasted German almonds and cashews. It's not fall for me until I have eaten some of these still warm from the roaster while walking around the fairgrounds listening to the dry leaves crunch under my feet (and smelling the sweet, sweet smell of the petting zoo.)
Each family bought their own bag; Jason, Ainsley and I were enjoying one while our friends and their kids were noshing from another. I was walking point when I heard my girl friend say,
"Well. I'm digging around in someone else's nut sack."
Thanks for this, DRoss. Every time I've thought about it in the last two weeks (which has been often, as I've been meaning to post it) I've launched into a much-needed fit of giggles.