A middle-aged lady and I were in my backyard, talking; I was swinging on an old creaky swingset my family used to have. She said, "When I was a little girl we had to freeze my dog's tongue in a pail of water so he didn't get sunstroke."
To one-up her, I lied that I once knew a dog who would take a nap frozen in a block of ice.
She laughed and said, "Bolí me v krku." This means "I have a sore throat."
