At my church, there are special meetings all this week, with meals provided. I got a plate of food, then went back to the serving table and got my dessert. It was quite a plate-full and one of the guest preachers walked by and commented on it. Know in advance that this guy was a Marine, and understands some things.
GP: (grin) Now, I know that’s all for your wife, right, Brother?
VFD: No! (chuckles quietly, leans close to the GP)
VFD: Now, here’s a double entendre for you: I’m trying to look out for her figure!