Dear Husband hears oddly. It's difficult to describe his condition, but he will hear something and his mind immediately seeks the pun or the homonym that might grow out of it. I should add that he usually goes for the quickest, easiest, least polished pun that he can find.
Tonight, as we were getting dinner, I mentioned that Elegante Mother and I had gotten our flu shots today. He asked if that made us floozies.
He had the temerity to repeat the question to Elegante Mother.
He's still living. It's just amazing....
That is priceless!
(GRINS) I'll have to tell Dear Husband that you are just as warped as your sister, and that you think like him. The world needs to be very afraid!