And then there was Jenny

Fact you need to know: I used to drive a VOLVO sedan.

One day while skipping class, Chohen and I went out for a ride in my car. Somewhere along the way, I said something to the effect of "...blah blah blah my Volvo," and Chohen screwed up his face into a face of both disgustedness and bewilderment. Noting the change of facial expression, I asked him if he had any objections to "blah blah blah my Volvo.:

This time, his face unscrewed into a look of relief.

"Ohhh, you said Volvo. I thought you were talking about your ---!"
(*is your name mulva?)

Hahaha. So for the rest of the day, we referrred to my car as Genitalia...which soon found itself shortened to just Jenny.

And there you have it. Yet another instance of TMI.