Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, its characters, or its scripts.
A/N: Some people completely laugh out loud at this joke (like I do), and some people find it gross, while others don't understand it at all. But since I find it absolutely hilarious, I decided to write an NCIS one-shot about it to share it with other NCIS fans that appreciate this joke. :)
That's what she said: Sexual innuendo, sexual implication
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Everything was quiet in the NCIS bullpen, particularly where Gibbs' team worked. The most exciting thing to happen was making a typo on your paperwork and having to backspace, or maybe even realizing your Caps Lock was on for the whole time you've been typing. Gibbs was not present yet, which was highly unusual, in fact, that may even be the first time Tony DiNozzo and the rest of the gang had witnessed his empty desk.

As a windy rain storm was building outside, Tony, bored with desk-work, decided he would search the internet, reading about whatever he found most interesting. During this search, he came across a brilliant phrase, magnificent, even. He smiled with joy like a child in a candy store, though he looked odd because he was stifling a laugh.

But this was bigger than some corny joke that he had discovered. It was perhaps the most versatile joke on the planet. Maybe even the Holy Grail of all jokes. And being who he was, Tony just couldn't wait to use it, he was nearly bursting at the seams.

"What are you giggling about?" Ziva asked from across the room.
"Nothing," DiNozzo said, putting on a straight face.
"Hopefully you're working on your report," she tsked.
"Yeah, I have almost…uh, two paragraphs."

"Hmm, seems pretty short, Tony. You should make it longer," she responded simply.
It was then that he burst out laughing, getting the attention from more than just Ziva and McGee. He pained to say four simple words, but he was laughing too hard.

"What?" Ziva asked no one in general. "I don't get it."
"You don't want to, Ziva," McGee chimed in. He was familiar with the joke's contagious disease because of a roommate he'd had in college at MIT.
"No, tell me, McGee. I want to know."

"Trust me, Ziva, you'll be better off if you didn't know."
"McGee, just tell me. I don't want to make this hard for you."

Tony, who was seeming to become more immature with each moment, yet again exploded with laughter.
"That's what she said!" He yelled.
"What?!" Ziva asked, exasperated. "Who said what?!" She threw her hands up in defeat.
"You're making this much harder than it should be, Tony."

Again, Tony obnoxiously hooted with laughter and fell out of his seat. McGee and Ziva ignored him until he calmed down.

"Wow, it's really coming down out there," Tony heard someone say as they walked by the window where the storm still showed to be strong.
He snickered.

Then Gibbs walked in, coffee in hand. Tony immediately scrambled back into his seat.
"I was afraid you wouldn't be able to get yourself up, Tony," said Ziva.

Gibbs smiled as he sat in his chair. "That's what she said."
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