With a title like that, it could get pretty raunchy up in here (not that there’s anything wrong with that) but I’m thinking more along the lines of words that elicit a specific response.
For instance:
I have a foot rest thingy under my desk and it has the name “Fellowes” printed on it. Every day, when I first pull my chair out to sit down, I look at it and sing (in my mind, because I’m at work) the song from the SNL Tracy Morgan skit. “Brian Fellows , Brian Fellows” and then picture TM saying “I’m Brian Fellows”.
Another one from work is a lot of the young men around here wear the slim cut trousers that are in fashion these days. It’s all I can do not to sing out loud “Everybody’s talking 'bout my tight pants, about my tight pants, I got my tight pants on” and do the accompanying dance (if you don’t know what I’m referring to, look up Will Farrell or Jimmy Fallon and “Tight Pants”).
One that I don’t have occasion to do anymore because I changed jobs is, whenever I’d cross over Hercules Street on my way to work I’d have to clap my hands and say “Hercules! Herculeeees!” a la Eddie Murphy in the Nutty Professor. To be fair, that particular job was making *me *quite nutty and that was about the only joy I got each day.
Finally, when anyone says “in London”- and they do so quite often here because we have a lot associates in the UK- I feel compelled to say “in London!!!” Joey Tribiani style.
There’s a local-public-radio-station employee who does their version of commercials in a very Valley-Girl voice. So, whenever I hear her voice, I feel compelled to say: She’s annoying.
Oh, and mention of Knoxville brings to mind “Knoxville! Knoxville! Knoxville!” from when Bart and his friends were deciding where to run off to. (“So, it’s a choice between Disney World and Knoxville…”)
As a child, my family (including grandparents) played a game where you had to sing “Aaaaaaaah” all the way through a tunnel. If you had to take a breath, you lost. As an adult with no kids, I’ve stopped playing the game, but I still instinctively get ready to start every time I see a tunnel.
Everytime the dogs are playing and one of them smashes into something I go into Marvin Martian mode. “Where’s the Kaboom? There was supposed to be an earth shattering Kaboom!”
I sadly have been brainwashed by the marketing folks of Pace and do the New York CITY?! thing too.
Also, everytime I hear a overbearing radio station identification, I instinctively have to repeat “97 X BAM! The Future of Rock and Roll” until my wife yells at me.
Ahhhhhh! You are all bringing me such joy! Which is why I precisely why I started this thread, because I knew you would all crack me up, and is exactly what I so sorely need at the moment. Carry on…
Also, whenever I have to use a hammer, I always have to sing " . . . if I had a hammer . . . ". Usually I’m alone (which actually isn’t much better) but for a time I was helping my then boyfriend on his construction sites. Believe it or not, it caught on:)
Ned: Don’t talk to me about that Karma Baloney
Homer: MMMM Caramel Balogna
Other ones I do to amuse myself and hopefully my friends (But probably not)
If I say I have a favor and can get them to say “What do you need” I respond with [Col Troutman]A Good Supply Of Body Bags[/Col Troutman] Once I get a blank stare or a “Huh?” I say [Uncle Owen]sorry…What I really need is a droid that understands the binary language of moisture vaporators[/Uncle Owen]
Any time I hear someone give an explanation for something: [Axel Foley]You were lying your ass off[/Axel]
Any time we drive by a motorhome [Uncle Eddie]That thar is an Are Vee[/Uncle]
Any time my niece asks for cereal [Pee Wee]Mr T Cereal? OK![/PW]