My folks are round just now helping me clear my flat out in anticipation of this weekend's big move south. My mother has, bravely, decided to tackle the big kitchen cupboard, the main function of which has been to store all the crap that wouldn't fit anywhere else over the past 3 years.
Anyway, she's just found a bottle of 'Fork Oil' - a legacy from my days as a motorcyclist - and asked what it was. After a quick explanation, she replied 'Oh, so it's fork oil use, then?'
It made me laugh, anyway...
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