Yahoooo! OK! Some free associations from my infancy…
A beach ball…a dog…a log… …a poodle… a noodle…
…a doodle…
I’ll be quiet
and I’ll be peace
Gotta love Julie Hagerty trying not to laugh too.
When I was a kid, my brother and I were allowed to rent one movie every weekend. We had to agree on the movie. I remember a period that seems like months, or even a couple years (but may, in fact, have just been a few weeks) when we rented What About Bob over and over and over again. I’m pretty sure I still know most of it by heart. And I still think it’s hilarious.
In retrospect, my mom would have saved a lot of money by just buying the damn VHS.
don’t
hassle me
i’m local
That movie essentially coined the term “The Fam”.
I’m sailing!!!
You can call me boob.
I sail. You know..out in the ocean. Way out there. Very far away from the docks.
You know, he’s so far above us…we’re just like ropes on the Goodyear Blimp.
She never says that!
And I second I’m saaaaaailllling!
(There’s this whole trilogy of Bill Murray movies–What about Bob? Groundhog Day and Quick Change that I feel never got the respect they deserved.) So there 
You think he’s gone? He’s not gone!