Boy 1: Dude is that
Hayley chick coming over?
Boy 2: Yeah she and a few friends are on their way. Why?
Boy 1: (Removes shirt) Oh no reason.
Boy 2: You are such an Erxleben.
Ball
Player: Coach, I think I twisted my ankle!
Coach:
Oh Jason, that's not twisted. What you got there is an erxleben. I'm afraid you're going to have to sit the bench.