Crackers.
Every time I hear about or see them, I spend a moment mentally saying “Maybe single people eat crackers; we don’t know. Quite frankly, we don’t want to know.”
Jebus.
MacGuyver.
Hammocks.
Mmmm…
Monkey knife fight.
And seconds for both Monorail (what’s that word?!) and Excellent.
Oh, lord. My friends and I use a lot of those already mentioned. One I think we haven’t covered is:
For something good:
“All right! Time for a crime spree!”
For something bad:
“Oh no! Beta!”
Both are Snake-isms. (From the ep with the Itchy and Scratchy movie.)
Drawer, as in “I sleep in a drawer!”
Saxophone.
“SAX-A-MA-PHONE! SAX-A-MA-PHONE!”
Hounds.
"Release the hounds!"
monorail
monorail!
MONORAIL!
floor-pie
English (as in “me fail English? That’s unpossible!”)
Slack-jawed yokels.
John Elway (“Can I be John Elway?”)
Germans (“Ooh! The Germans! I’m so scared!”)
Any song parodied by the show (Kids, Talkin’ Baseball, It Was A Very Good Year)- and in that vein, I can’t hear Fire and Rain without thinking “Sweet dreams and flying machines, in pieces on the ground- oop, sweet dreams and flying machines, flying safely through the air”)
Dental plan (Lisa needs braces)
Alec Guinness and Jeremy Irons (genuine class and, um…Jeremy’s iron)
Cletus (the name of a co-worker of my mother’s- and that of a folk’ll prob’ly eat a skunk)
Intransigence.
Vassar.
That reminds me of another one- Brown…Brown…Brown… (Lisa, you seem to be saying “Brown” a lot.)
beer nuts
[hijack]
Sorry, this one’s been taken by Cheers.
Norm: Women. Can’t live with’em. Pass the beer nuts.
[end-tag]
Glavin
Penis. (And “penis” is Russian for?)
Any ringing phone that someone other than me answers. (Is it about my cube?)
I can’t hear “stupid” without hearing Homer screaming: He did it because he’s stupid. That’s the only reason anybody does anything.
Marge, look! This has spring snakes inside but the suckers will
think it’s beer nuts. [laughs] Mmm…beer nuts.
[opens jar; spring snakes fly out] Aah! D’oh!
Mom and I use a drooling “Ah beer nuts” to describe anything yummy.
Don’t worry, I don’t think anyone who lived or lives in Albuquerque ever did.