Thrift Store Conversations or We Needed a Coffin

Me and he at a thrift store this evening (shocking!):
The Bearded Giant: [hands me a book about surviving menopause with a trio of laughing women speed walking on the front] "Here ya go."Me: [rolls eyes] "Lord…"TBG: "You can still exercise!"Me: "I drink"TBG: [hysterical laughter]Me: "That’s not what I meant!"TBG: “We needed a coffin…”Me: [snorting] "Pretty much."

I was having a stress cycle in my head over some shit going on. I am approaching the age of the pause of men. I had meant to say “I workout every morning.” I had also thought of saying (simultaneously) “They could just drink.” What came out was “I drink” and hysterical laughter from him. Freudian slip if ever there was one.