[Scene: In the car, going to pick up the dog, with the radio on.  During a lull in conversation, a particular lyric is heard by both of us.]

[radio]: "...She said, 'boy you crazy.' Nah, I'm Shwayze." [both of us mis-hear this lyric as "Nah, I'm Swayze."]

Me: Swayze is an adjective now?

Suzi: Does it mean to have pancreatic cancer?

Me: [surprised silence]

Suzi: Hey, I was just saying it before you did.