I have some old friends from the military, both retired E-9s--they are married to one another. She's smart cookie, multiple degrees and so forth, and a lot of fun. He's a high school grad, but smart in his own way, and my MC riding buddy.
Anyway, he's famous for making up words, ala Norm Crosby, unintentionally, and she's always giving him the old "eye-roll" when he does. For example, he thought his thyroid was in his thigh (!), if he eats too fast he gets "innergestion", if a car rolls over it "calapults"-- that's kind of stuff.
So, one night the four of us are out on a double-date, and prime steaks are what we are eating. They were very tasty!
So he says to me, "Man! you can't beat these Black Agnes steaks!"
Well now! I handle this pretty good, but his better half is guffawing fit to bust her gut, eyes rolled back into her head, and my wife, she's clueless, wondering what the hell was so damn funny.
Ever since that night, my ride has been Agnes, and my screen name:
BlackAgnes!
Tim