Now that I have that out in the open: Kevin was on the firetruck with his fellow firefighters. A member of their crew had not shown up that day. When they were driving around town a pickup pulled up next to them and was honking. Sure enough, it was their MIA crew member.
Kevin: ...he pulled up in his truck and everyone was saying "Oh, he's so gay!" because he had scraped letters off of the back of his Toyota so it just read "YO".
Chalayn: Uh huh.
Kevin: And so they're going to paint "LO" after it. *he began to speak a little quieter* Because "yolo" means "gay" in Spanish... right?
Chalayn: Did you just say "YOLO" means "gay" in Spanish?!
Kevin: Doesn't it?
Chalayn: "YOLO" means "you only live once". *laughing* This is almost as good as the time you didn't know what a cougar was.
Kevin: *laughing* Don't you dare blog about this!
In the end, Kevin admitted that "it was pretty funny" and reluctantly gave me permission to share this with you, Reader. And about the time he didn't know what a cougar was? Well, it went a little like this:
About five years ago (it's been that long?!!) we were meeting our friend's girlfriend for the first time. I asked her how old she was and she said that she was a month older than her boyfriend and, jokingly, she was a cougar. I had just learned what a "cougar" was, so I assumed Kevin wouldn't be familiar with this term yet but I decided to keep silent. He responded after a moment:
Kevin: I'm probably something stupid like a "rat" or a "pig".
He was right. He's a rat. And a good sport.