Tuesday I trained with my trainer. He occasionally does one thing (and not just with me) where you lie face down on one of those workout benches, but only halfway on. And the goal is to exercise your lower back. And you stay on the bench by him sitting on your legs.
So one. Two. Three.
Then, uh oh.
Get off my legs! And I roll onto the floor. And fart (SBD).
He knew exactly what was going on the second I said to get off my legs, and he just stood there laughing. I thought it was very nice of me to warn him...
Later on I called him a doofus for something, which is one of my 'words'. A few minutes later we're talking, and he calls me a doofessa. First time I've ever had someone call me that. It's a great word.