Even though all you can remember about it is, “There’s a guy who dies, and there’s a Klezmer band”.
I loved that movie!
My contribution: someone cuts you off in traffic and your reflex is to call upon Og to smash them.
I have a friend on another message board who’s spouse calls us her imaginary friends. I’m real, dammit! I’m right here in front of your face!
OK here’s another one. When making a list, you always have this urge to put semi-precious stones at number three.
You’ve been on a train for two days. No internet service whatsoever.
Your children are anxious to have you check in. And you should check your work email.
The first site you go to when you get connected is . . .
…when you can’t wait to tell your wife a joke you heard here.
“Honey, heard about the boy with an orange penis…?”
When you use the document management system at work to search for a document and, when you don’t find what you want, for a moment you think you’ll need to wait five minutes before you can search again.
:smack:
“His name is Dio …”
I’ve never met you. I think. On the other hand, I think you’ve met Spoons, and I’ve met Spoons, so you’re almost real…
I found about 9/11 here.
You are a shining star on your trivia team. You learn much of the trivia on the Dope.
OK, that made me smile.
You first learn somebody died when you read it in the Deathpool thread (Good-bye, George Steinbrenner)
pfft, it’s two minutes now.
Me too. My first reaction was “why is he so ticked about something that happened like ten years ago?”, thinking it was the bombing in the parking garage from '92. Then I read further. 
You know you’re a Doper when half of your IRL funny stories start with "there’s this guy on a message board I read, and one day . . . "
Having met you both, I can assure you that you are both real. I’m somewhat unsure of my status at times, though… 
… conversationaly, you refer to people you’re quoting as “Dopers,” but the people you’re talking to don’t hear the capital D, and wonder why you place so much faith in pot smokers.
I’m one degree of separation away from being real?
I heard about it on the radio first, then turned on the tv and the computer at the same time; I was watching it on tv and reading about it from Dopers describing what was happening firsthand at the same time. That may have been the first time I got an inkling of the power of the internet.
When I was a wee n00bie Doper, I was reading about Dopefests, and was wondering what kind of degenerates I had fallen in with. Now I know what kind of degenerates.
verdad
No joke. It’s also fun to catch mistakes because you remember a thread or column about that exact question. It’s especially fun to know that the MC got the question from a column.
This. I acquired the Cite? habit on talk.origins.