I don't usually rip off my friend's stories, but Lyndsay told a real nugget on her blog. Here it is in its unabridged form:

I've heard of funny Freudian slips before, but Geoff blew me away last night. At my Catholic class, we had our Christmas party. Someone brought wine (one of the perks of being Catholic) and everyone got really excited. Someone made the comment that we were "boozin' it up" at church and Geoff yells, "HOT DONG!" He meant to say "hot dog!", but it just didn't come out that way. The whole room went silent and the priest turned bright red. I've never laughed so hard in my life. Who the hell says, "hot dog!" anyway?

Sounds like Geoff had better start saying his Bloody Marys.