Oh, I like that.
When I was a teenager, my mom played a lead role in a community theater production of How To Succeed In Business Without Really Trying. Therefore my whole family is liable to burst into song if anyone says “No coffee?” or “It’s been a long day”. Man, people say that stuff a lot. 
The ending of SUPERMAN: THE MOVIE has Lex Luthor announce himself to the warden as “The Greatest Criminal Mind Of Our Time” – and Otis echoes the “of our time” bit. “I Hereby Serve Notice,” says Luthor, pausing dramatically…
(Otis: “He’s servin’ notice!”)
Whenever I hear someone say they hereby serve notice, the compulsion hits.
In high school we gave funny nicknames to all of our local fast-food & chain restaurants. To this day I cannot pass by one of them without thinking of its nickname:
Village Inn = Village Idiot
Applebees = Crapplebees
Burger King = Booger Thing
Hardee’s = Hard-Ons
Subway = Scrubway
Taco Bell = Taco Hell
Crate And Barrel - Crappin’ Butthole. Every time I see one.
Bloodbath and Beyond – I barely remember what the real name is anymore. 
Whenever I see the word “bisexual” I hear The Church Lady (Dana Carvey) in my head: “Biiiiisexual. That’s when you reach down the front of somebody’s pants and you’re happy with whatever you find there.”
Home Depot = Home Despot [my dad does this one - every time]
Worse for me is that I invent nicknames in my head for coworkers in the (large) office in which I work whom I rarely interact with - and then, I forget their real names. :smack: I can hardly refer to them by nickname: I mean, I cant say, “Hey, how’s it going, Nose Hair Man? And how are you doing, Ms. Sexy Dwarf”? 
Sometimes when the morning guy on the local NPR station is giving the traffic report, he will mention traffic backed up due to an obstruction in the roadway. Which causes me to channel M. Emmett Walsh in “Raising Arizona” and add “And its not a part of the car!”
Whenever I watch The Jerk on TV, when it gets to the scene where Navin hears the music and notices that his bare feet are tapping together in time to the music, I take my shoes off tap my feet along with him.
Listen to this song until it sinks in. You’ll thank me.
Whenever I hear something about the World Health Organization, I can’t even stop myself from saying, “WHO?”
It’s Toxic Smell.
I used to do that all the time when Hu Jintao was the Chinese President. “President WHO?”
Whenever I hear Michael McDonald, I fell compelled to complain about how he ruined the Doobie Brothers.