As Josh and I hugged in the kitchen a few nights ago, this was the dialogue:
Josh: I need a vibrator.
Kyla: (insert shocked face) WHAT?!?
Josh: I said, I need a vibrator.
Kyla: (lets go of Josh) YOU need a VIBRATOR?
Josh: Yah, that's what I said. (looking confused)
Kyla: A VIBRATOR? WHAT? (looking VERY confused)
Josh: Oh, OH! No, not THAT kind of vibrator. I need something that vibrates to try and get something loose from the refrigerator coils.
The man has a way with words.
Later...long enough for us both to forget the conversation...
Josh: I used your toothbrush as a vibrator.
Kyla: What the he-
Josh: No! For the coils!
Sigh. And also *chuckle, chuckle*.