I used to work part time for a buddy that had a towing business. One night between calls, he told me they finally got the last kid off to college, and the wife and him were living alone the first time in years.
They celebrated by going out to a nice dinner, with much drinking and celebrating. They got home and kept celebrating, and when they ended up in bed, he asked if now with no kids in sight, can he get the cool whip out?
She agreed so he ran to the kitchen, finally found it and returned. He spread it on the appropriate places and went to town.
Remember, much alcohol was consumed...
He told me that when both his ears were stuck to his face, they realized it was fluff, not cool whip...
From that day on, his wife was known as Fluffy

Craig