There's a sign in town that I drive by quite often. The first time I noticed it from the corner of my eye as I sped by, I read: "Holy menudo."
I knew that menudo was a Mexican stew made with tripe, a cow's stomach lining.
The phrase tickled my funny bone. I thought it was a great-sounding epithet so I started saying, "Holy menudo!"
I figured that was less obnoxious than something else I could say.
Then, one day I was driving slower, and I noticed that the sign did not say, "Holy menudo."
It actually reads, "Hoy menudo," which is Spanish for, "Today, menudo."
I still say, "Holy menudo." Sometimes I add, "Batman."