I have some stubborn cupboards here at work that won't roll back to open all the way. I was walking down the hall when I spied my friend Renate carrying a can of WD-40. Linda came along and heard me ask Renate if I could borrow the can... Linda asked me if I needed some 'lubrication' loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear - and my mind went right in to the gutter (and why not - it lives there the majority of the time)... and started to blush. Then of course them and everyone in the hall had to ask why I was blushing carrying the can of WD-40... I just giggled and walked away. I knew I'd get into trouble if I said one word... wouldn't they like to know if I needed some lubrication...