Years ago had a Design/Engineering Teacher who closed out the semester by telling us the story of the two loves of his life at time; his girlfriend and his BMW motorcycle.
He rode the motorcycle all over the US one summer when he and his girlfriend decided to split up.
He loved that motorcycle. He loved the design of it. He loved how if a single part failed to do its job, the bike would not function. When he rode that motorcycle he was acutely aware of each moving part working in harmony with the others to keep him from being left by the side of the road.
At some point he re-connected with his girlfriend by phone and they made up. They decided to get married. He headed back home, covering 2500 miles as fast as possible. One love enabling him to meet up with his other love.
At the end of the lecture, he told us the moral of the story:
"Don’t rub BenGay on your balls".
