Maybe it's the age difference, or maybe it's just that I have a dirty mind when no one else around me seems to, but today as I was leaving a doctor appointment, I stepped into an elevator to go down to the first floor. At the second floor a late 50s something woman came on and said, "Going down?" The other woman with me nodded "yes," and the newcomer, in a chipper voice with not a clue about the inuendo she was making, replied, "It's always good to go down."

And how.