This was his favorite. You be sitting innocently with him and all of a sudden he’d slap your thigh really hard and squeeze and say "THAT’S HOW A HORSE BITES!"
He’d always reply to any “I’m hungry!” or “I’m Thirsty!” request with “I’m Bobby.”
And his reply for a whiny kids “Leave me alone!” with “How much do you want? $50? $100?” which comes from Firesign Theatre.
I ask how my dad is doing and he usually replies, “I’m better than an old, dead frog.” This is usually said at his office.
My mom likes to use the lines, “I’m off like a dirty shirt!” and “Let’s plow(sp?)!” from the movie “Pretty in Pink”.
Mostly my parents use facial expressions. These are not always funny, but are usually something to think of as silly. Sometimes they do make me crack a smile.
I can’t think of anymore, but some might crop up. Who knows. I talk to them everyday, so I should hear something silly.
“Put something on your feet - you’ll catch your death of cold!”
Message?
You might die. I’m six and I need to consider mortality?
Colds are caused by having cold feet. It’s just not true. There’s a virus, y’see mum and dad…
Bare feet = cold feet = death. To this day I still tend to leave my socks on when I get naked. Over the years, many lovers have snickered at this, often at moments which were intended to be snicker-free.
And as for “you’ll be sorry when we’re dead…” Well, I am but not in the way they wanted.
My mother, bless her cotton socks, has many delightful actions. Not sayings, as she’s profoundly deaf, but she’s has been known to do the following things. Usually while I have company:
Put knickers on her head and run around the house screeching.
Do a seagull impression. This consists of sticking her arms out, sticking out her tongue and making it pointy and screeching loudly, all while strutting around bobbing her head.
Sing. A person who’s never heard music singing is… well, it’s amusing. The usual song is “Somewheeeeeeere ooooooover the raaaiiiiinbow”.
Pull her trousers right up so they’re just underneath her boobs, adopt a comical walk and lope around.
Declare to everyone in the vicinity “That’s my daughter! Not yours! Mine!”
Stop dead in her tracks and randomly hold her right leg in front of her for a few seconds. For no reason.
darianDAD-[sub]while looking somewhere other than at me[/sub]Son, you jerk off and you’ll go blind! darian00-uhm, dad, I’m over here…
darianDAD-boy, I brought you in this world, I’ll take you out. darian00-Yeah, but you can’t make another one 'cause mom got her tubes tied!
[sub]I don’t remember anything after that[/sub]
My mother told me that if I unbuttoned my bellybutton, my butt would fall off.
She also told me (in an effort to keep me quiet) that we only had so many words stored up inside of us. And if I talked too much, I’d use them all up by the time I was a grownup & wouldn’t be able to talk. [sub]It didn’t work, Mom.[/sub]
This is a bit off-topic, but the above quote reminds me of several people I know who leave me messages on ICQ and Yahoo Messenger (which store messages if the recipient is offline) saying, “Hi. Are you online now?”
Back to the OP, when we came home from shopping or wherever, my parents would say “Home again, home again, jiggity jog”. Sounded naff to me at the time, but the other day I caught myself saying it to my stepson!
to someone taking their time: c’mon along Butterfly Mcqueen
to someone upset or hyper: jumping around like a scalded baboon.
to someone walking around aimlessly: like an ant on a stick, you are.
my most favorites are the renditions he uses to wake people up.
to my joy, my husband has picked these up:
(to the tune of planet of the apes)
up
up(growing louder)
up(louder still)
upup
up up up up up (completely obnoxious)
giddy up giddy up
giddy up up up…
(all sooooooooo obnoxious when you’re half asleep)
to further my joy, ANY song can be coverted to a wake up song.
When my mom would be unloading the grocery bags and catch me eyeing the newly purchased cookies, snacks, etc., she’d say "They’re not for eating."
So, what, we’re going to decorate the lawn with them?
I grew up with nearly the same thing, except it was “Home again, home again, riggety jig.” Where the heck is that from?
My parents are the greatest in the world. Let’s start with Mom.
“Go to bed I’m sleepy” This was her answer to my sister and I fighting nap time.
“That boy is so ugly he makes me want to flush” This was her only comment on my first husband.
Dad’s classics were more along the lines of,
“Are we supposed to forgive Hitler or Manson?” This said after I beg him to get over the fact that once I burned a hole in the kitchen tile with a hot skillet…I was 2. He thought it was such a great answer he uses it all the time now.
“I’ll pay for the divorce” This is what he’s told my sister and I after every wedding
And my sister had a great one that I just have to slip in here, when talking to me as a kid she always told me, “I was an accident but you were a mistake.”
My whole family was crazy though. My Dad is the type to dance around the house singing at the top of his lungs and smacking you in the head with a paper towel. He thinks nothing is funnier than to scare you when you come out of the bathroom, then he says “Need to go back and wipe again?” My Mom got tired of my sister and I being obnoxious and pestering her because we were taller than her so she took us both out in the backyard and kicked our asses. To this day she tells us “Let’s take it outside and I’ll show you pain” She can do it too!
GravMom used to say the funniest thing ever! giggles
Sister and Brother are fighting loudly. I am reading quietly, though annoyed at them (I am six years older.)
Mom yells up the stairs: “Stop fighting!”
Sister and Brother look at each other for a moment, and an evil grin spreads from one face to the other. They begin fighing, hamming it up like only an 11 and 12 year olds can do. I, knowing what they are doing, lean forward eagerly in my chair, straining to hear Mom…waiting for it.
Mom yells again: “Don’t make me come up there and lick your ass!”
We all disolve in giggles. Fall to the floor laughing. Poke each other, muttering ‘lick your ass!’ Laughing so hard that our sides ached for days. Good old mom.
My grandma used to say “that fool hasn’t got enough sense to suck alum and drool.” and “You’re not made of gooseturds, you won’t melt!” when we didn’t want to play in the rain.