I teach a sex ed course to 8th and 9th graders. This week, we covered female anatomy and puberty and such. When we got to the Fallopian tubes, the kids couldn't stop calling them fallafel tubes. An aside, a couple of years ago, my then six-year-old son had determined that he was going drive a fallafel truck to visit his friend. So I pictured him all cartoony in my fallafel tubes on the way to gestation, hatching his plans. This gave me the giggles and I couldn't stop picturing female anatomy as a production line for fallafel. From there, I mentally devolved into terms that I also don't like or have made fun of, like vaginal barrel which I think should forever have '...of monkeys' attached to the end. As in, 'vaginal barrel... of monkeys' (terminology especially apt in pregnancies with multiples). Then I accidentally had my adult filter off and told them about how menarche, the term for a woman's first menses sounds, to me, like the meanest butterfly.
I ski, teach, parent, write, read, swim, adventure. I get lost in my own mind, chewing on words and images. Sometimes something good comes out.