Saturday night we were at a friend's house, trying to decide what to do next. Sonya was drinking and she was ready to go.
"Let's go, let's go!" she said, "Harold, you think you can keep it up tonight?"
The gathered group snickered.
"Do you mean can I maintain an erection so we can have sex?" I asked. "Yes."
Similarly, my friend Glen has a buddy. When you ask this buddy how's it going he responds:
"I'm still poundin' that puss, if you know what I mean."
This tickles Glen and his friends to no end.
"No, what exactly do you mean by that?" they ask him.