We were sitting in the break room, and I was picking at our only male co-worker, who was picking back. He is about as skinny as they come. He said he weighed 155 lbs, and I couldn't believe it. I mean, he is *bony*!
So, I asked him if he had lead in his boots, and he stood up, put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll tell you were I do have lead!" I snapped back, "I asked if you had lead in your boots, not wood in your shorts." Everybody laughed at us, then things settled back down and got quiet.
One of our other co-workers, a very ladylike woman who is a bit older leaned over and asked me what that meant, wouldn't lead weigh more than wood? I said, " No, like a woody...you know, wood in his shorts? A woody?"
She looked baffled, so I said slowly, " A woody is a slang term for a man's erection." She sat back in her chair and looked stunned. "You mean..well, I never heard *that* before! Are you sure that's what it's called?" Everybody laughed again, and started teasing her. She started to get annoyed and grabbed her cell phone, said she was going to call her husband, then walked out.
A little while later she came back looking miffed. One of the girls asked her what her husband said. She sat down and threw her phone on the table and muttered "He laughed at me."
So, I asked him if he had lead in his boots, and he stood up, put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll tell you were I do have lead!" I snapped back, "I asked if you had lead in your boots, not wood in your shorts." Everybody laughed at us, then things settled back down and got quiet.
One of our other co-workers, a very ladylike woman who is a bit older leaned over and asked me what that meant, wouldn't lead weigh more than wood? I said, " No, like a woody...you know, wood in his shorts? A woody?"
She looked baffled, so I said slowly, " A woody is a slang term for a man's erection." She sat back in her chair and looked stunned. "You mean..well, I never heard *that* before! Are you sure that's what it's called?" Everybody laughed again, and started teasing her. She started to get annoyed and grabbed her cell phone, said she was going to call her husband, then walked out.
A little while later she came back looking miffed. One of the girls asked her what her husband said. She sat down and threw her phone on the table and muttered "He laughed at me."
Maybe I'm leading a double life and i don't know it.
