We used to have a working bar in our basement. Shortly after we got it up and running my husband came home at lunch time one day with a co-worker whom I had met only once before. I fixed some sandwiches and we were sitting at the bar to eat them. When you tap into a fresh keg of beer, there are pices of "stuff" floating around in it until it gets settled in the bottom of the keg.
My husband saw this in his mug and said, "There are organisms in my beer." Then I said, "There are orgasms in mine, too."
Of course, I had to say this in front of a stanger! Needless to say, this story has been told all over the place. Now my kids even tell it to their friends! Yikes!!!