On the evening of 17th I called a friend who had told me she was traveling on the 18th.
She said hello, and I opened the conversation by asking cheerfully, “Are you pantically fracking now?”
The split-second pause before I recognized and corrected.
“I mean, frantically packing.”
That’s much less obscene than the poor young preacher whose clip I recently saw on YouTube. He was talking about Lot and Abraham and meant to say “pitching their tents,” and his tongue slip came out as “pinching their tits.” He was so mortified and stumbled around and couldn’t continue for several minutes. It would have been WAY better if he had been mature/calm enough to move right on instead of dwelling on it awkwardly.