A guy goes to buy a train ticket, and the girl selling tickets has an incredible set of jugs. He says, "Give me two pickets to Titsburgh...umm...I mean, two tickets to Pittsburgh." He's really embarrassed...
The guy in line behind him says, "Relax, pal. We all make Freudian slips like that. In fact, just the other day at the breakfast table I meant to say to my wife, 'Please pass the sugar', but I accidentally said, 'You f***ing bitch, you wrecked my life.'"