I let my conure sit on my shoulder and talk pirate to him.
Hahaha. That’s funny.
I’m the kind of person who, if ever faced with an angry grizzly bear, would say “Fuzzzyy!!!” and try to hug it. I nearly fell into the Rhinoceros enclosure at the Philly zoo because I was trying to touch the sleeping rhino (I was so close! Another inch and I would’ve had it! It was only a 3ft wide trench…)
I combined Pig-Latin, Pig-pen code, and Op-talk (insert “op” before every vowel syllable) and used it to write cryptic messages on the desks in high school. (example [without pig-pen]: “Opukelopay, opiopay opamopay opouryopay opathoperfopay!”)
My friend and I have developed a strange obession with marmots after I made the comment “I don’t give a flaming marmot’s ass!” one day. We now vow to take over the world with an army of ill-tempered mutant marmots.
I regularly talk to my computer as if it understands me, and am convinced that if I were to stop giving it attention, it would stop functioning normally just to spite me.
I think that’s enough out of me, for now.
I like to make my fat doxie dog dance. She does a killer YMCA.
I sing songs from “Fiddler on the Roof” all the time. We put a towel on the skinny doxie dog’s head and pretend she’s Yenta the matchmaker and sing the matchmaker song “Matchmaker matchmaker find me a match…”
I jump on the trampoline even though the neighbors laugh.
Sometimes I say weird things to embarrass my 14 years old dd in front of her friends. Now that I think of it, even when I DON’T say weird things I embarrass her. It’s my job and I’m good at it.
I have a teddy and think he has feelings. DH will throw him in the air and say “fly, oh no!” and I think that Teddy is scared. Once he punched my teddy! He looked upset all night (teddy, not DH)
My small schnauzer sleeps on my head. If I don’t go to bed when he’s sleepy, I don’t get my pillow. (I hate to disturb him.)
I have a stuffed Easter bunny (from 1968) hanging from a noose in the bedroom at my Mom’s house. His name is Hung Bunny. He lived in my dorm closet during college.
When I was 15 I once went to the dentist on a Saturday and then caught the bus home. I sat in the only seat which wasn’t already containing at least one person. I had that seat all to myself.
As more people got on the bus, I noticed a really honey babe of about 25 years of age get on the bus and she chose to sit beside me. I thought I was so cool.
Anyways, she said hello and introduced herself. She wanted to talk to me! Cool!
Know what I said? Well, my mouth was still numb as from the dentist injections, and so when I spoke I looked and sounded a cross between a stroke victom and Homer Simpson drooling over more free beer. My words sounded like a blubbering, drooling, idiot savant.
She cringed. Really big time, she cringed.
That part wasn’t cool.
I drank my first double-shot of vodka on a dare. After imbibing, I sat back and grinned.
I taught my seven-year-old cousin to play Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” on the piano in approximately ten minutes.
I was named after a character on the 80s soap “Dynasty”.
No less than SIX people have guessed (successfully) that I am an atheist. Do I give off atheistic vibes or something?
I occasionally dream in French.
I’m 30 something but I still laugh til I cry at Coyote and Road Runner cartoons. I’ve seen 'em all a million times but it just doesn’t matter. That damned Wile E. is just so stupid! Oh, and the classic Bugs Bunny bullfight toon? Slays me.
“What a horri-bull. What a nin-cow-poop.”
Oh. Its too much.
I can stick my tongue up my nose.
Hey I do that as well…thank God I’m not the only nut
Sometimes I make my kids address me as Batman for the entire day.
Whenever I fill out one of those medical forms at the doctors office I try to be as confusing as possible. Same with workslips. I used to put superheros names in place of mine.
Sometimes I make my kids address me as Batman for the entire day.
Whenever I fill out one of those medical forms at the doctors office I try to be as confusing as possible. Same with workslips. I used to put superheros names in place of mine.
Sometimes I make double posts. Other times I say the same thing twice in the same post.
Sometimes I make double posts. Other times I say the same thing twice in the same post.
When Scylla posted the infamous Blimp thread, I went out and bought one. Piloted it around the den, to the mild distress of my cat. Watched it drift around the house in the currents from the heating vents. Then the adhesive tape weakened and the payload dropped off.
No longer neutrally buoyant or evilly migratory, the blimp floated to the highest point in the cathedral ceiling. It has now been there since February, growing ever more wrinkled as time goes by. I’m wondering if it will make it a full year…
Sorry for the hijack here, but NO WAY!!! Ohhhhhhh I want Soap Net!! I loved Another World!
I’m sooooo jealous.
As for the OP…I’m just a movie/tv quoting freak. I only do this with my s/o…in every circumstance we’ll come up with a movie or TV quote for the situation.
I’m double jointed.
When I can’t sleep I count up by threes.
When I was a child I used to put my orthotic shoe inserts up to my face and look through them (they were clear red plastic).
I’ve started planning my future apartment (I’m not moving out until I finish school, and that’s not until 2005)
I’m a vegetarian but there are certain vegetables I refuse to eat.
I treat my plush kitten as if she were real (pathetic, but I can’t get a pet until I’m on my own)
You folks have reaffirmed everything I love about the SDMB!
I guess I am not that silly in real life, but I’m trying. Give me another year of these board antics and I expect I’ll fit right in…