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You bet your bippy that I sing exactly the phrase you mention at the top of my lungs whenever I'm skiing down that run. (I don't know the rest of the song either.) I think it's required, actually, when you're skiing down Born Free. |
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I've had it stuck in my head for the past two hours now. But the funky rock version that I recorded back in the mid-80s.
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Oh I would like to hear a funky rock version. Anything but Andy Williams (it's Andy Williams, right? I refuse to look it up).
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When I cook, in my head, I play 'cooking show'. I'm talking to an audience...it's awful.
It's awful. I attempt to quip. <sigh> (And I'm not like a real cook, I started cooking about six years ago. I have no idea what I'm doing and that's why I love recipe threads.) And I also replay <in my head>this old commercial for the 'authentic hand hammered oriental wok" that was hosted by some British guy. And he's showing you how a wok works and how 'the juices run down into the middle, you aren't frying!" So at some time during my 'cooking show' I say this: "At this point? If you want to add a little wine--add a little wine! If you want to add a LOT of wine add a LOT OF WINE-- It's your wok!"
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Unfortunately that recording is long gone. But it might be fun to do another one!
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There's a town by me named Eliot. Whenever I drive through, I say "Eliot" in ETs voice out loud. I can't help myself. Sometimes I do the finger thing too.
I also moo at cows and whinney at horses. Pigs get a pass. |
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By myself, I only do a Beavis and Butthead laugh out loud whenever NPR introduces their economist Hugh Johnson. Huhuhuhuhuh. |
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Oooh, I thought of one. When there is a local story about someone that died doing something stupid, like going 100 mph down a city street and smashing their car, or killed someone else doing something stupid, like DUI, I look to see if they have a Facebook page. There's usually not a picture of them in the news story, and I just want to see what someone that would do something that dumb looks like. Of course, I'd never post on their FB page, even if you could, which you can't- I'm satisfied to just look at them and their interests and get a small glimmer of what they are/were like. It's macabre, but there it is there.
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My new 'magic number' seems to be 12. How does that work, you ask? Well, an example is filling up the cat's water dish. I try to do it by counting to 12 while the water's running.
Not '12' related, but....When I'm putting gas in the car, say $10 worth, and when the pump numbers reach $9.50 and start slowing down and slowly tick by to get up to $10, I look away and count in my head: "$9.51, $9.52" etc. and try to reach the $10 just when the pump shuts off. OCD is something, ain't it? Last edited by salinqmind; 04-28-2012 at 06:59 PM. |
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I do the "cooking show" thing too!
One of my own - left or downward-pointing parts of letters, and Os, belong to my left foot. Right or upward-pointing parts of letters belong to my right foot. When I'm bored (in a meeting, waiting for a train, etc) I trace them with my toes inside my shoes and count them. If my left foot wins, it's a good thing. That sounds... even weirder than I thought it would. Oh, and I eat things "evenly" on each side of my mouth. M&Ms, peanuts, bites of food - one each, alternately. |
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When I was about 5, I misheard the lyrics to "Rock & Roll, Hoochie Coo" as "lordy mama like my shoes", instead of "light my fuse". Now when I get new shoes, I perform my version in my head.
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I pretend I'm schooling my horse. little bit of half pass here, jump over that kerb, extended trot along here...
I click my tongue as I'm going. Thankfully I don't see too many people en route.
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Before I leave my house, I step in front the mirror, pull the keys out of my pocket and hold them high. (I once locked myself out, it's a strategy to avoid this).
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Whenever I walk past anyone, regardless of age, race, socioeconomic status, or outward appearance, I hold my breath for a minute, so as not to smell someone's possible body odor.
I also refuse to watch standard definition TV. I will find something mediocre in HD before I watch something great in standard def. |
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Because of that scene in "Saturday Night Fever" where you see Tony's feet from his own perspective as he's walking down the street, whenever I look down and catch a glimpse of my feet when I'm striding purposefully, I hear "Stayin' Alive" in my head, and start walking on the rhythm of it.
Yes! I do this. I also imagine scenarios of what to do if I open my door and someone is inside. "I could pick up the toaster oven and lob it at his head!" |
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When I'm listening to the radio in the morning and they're giving the traffic report, sometimes the guy will say something like "traffic is backed up at <location> due to an obstruction in the roadway." And in my head I hear the voice of M. Emmett Walsh from Raising Arizona saying "And it's not a piece of the car!"
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Especially when it is very 1930s out. |
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What a coincidence, I had just been thinking about starting a related thread a little while ago:
"Your humorous parodies of song lyrics." My friend Jeff says, "It's a thin line between pole and bait." And I can sometimes be caught singing Iggy Pop's Right To Move -- "I gotta right, a right to moo (MOO!), anytime I want, any old time..." BUT back to the OP. When tying a square knot, instead of what I learned in Girl Scouts -- right over left and under, left over right and under -- I do it the other way around. You know, so the Right goes under. Hasn't always worked too well though. ![]() Oh, also, I was thinking awhile back about starting an IMHO poll thread to find out how many of my fellow Dopers also do a muppet laugh. (a la Adam Savage.) |
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I substitute the phrase "Let's go to the quarry and throw stuff down there" for a popular three-letter text abbreviation that indicates that something is funny.
I label my socks. I buy only 1 type of sock, and I hate to get older ones paired with newer ones (or ones that have been laundered more with ones that have been laundered less, etc.), so I label each pair before their first use. Happily, my launderers match them up. |
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![]() (you realize of course, I'll never be able to look at my feet again, while I'm walking, without also hearing this song). |
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I often do the "name game" in my head. And not always with proper names. Like when I'm washing dishes I'll think "dishes dishes bo bishes, banana fanna fo fishes...etc."
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I do this. However, it's not always when I come home. Sometimes it's when I'm walking to the car in a parking lot. Scary... |
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I left my headlights on shortly after I got my Jeep so now I have a routine that I recite in my head: "Park...parking brake...off...lights." And if I lock the doors my keys must be in my hand, see above. |
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TV adverts for Autoglass are on UK TV all the time, complete with an annoying song/jingle at the end:
"Autoglass repair, Autoglass replace." [they are a company who replace car windscreens] Every single time I 'finish off' in my head with: "Jism in my hair, jism in my face." Just seems to fit so well, I'm sure the ad writers made it rhyme deliberately..... |
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