… you’re a young police detective and you’ve just been assigned to partner with Harry Callahan.
…you get drafted by the Cincinatti Bengals…
… you’re a woman walking down the street, wearing a dress and carrying a shopping bag full of groceries, which includes a baguette and some celery.
…you live in Twin Peaks and suddenly smell burning oil.
…you’re a murder suspect and Frank Pembleton has just walked into the interrogation room.
You’ve been shoveling chum out the back of the boat for an hour already, and still no sign of a shark.
…you’re made out of construction paper and wear an orange parka.
…your Boss decides that Gotham City is the perfect place to pull the Next Big Heist.
“Batman? Nah. He’s just an oiban legent.”
…your Boss decides that Gotham City is the perfect place to pull the Next Big Heist.
“Batman? Nah. He’s just an oiban legent.”
…when District Attorney Ben Stone starts calling you, “sir.”
… you’re a guy and get drafted by The Bangles – as lead singer.
…you develope a slightly nagging cough.
…you think you hear a noise, so you creep around to investigate, and suddenly your cat jumps at you from on top of the refrigerator, and you sigh in relief.
The Weather Channel knocks on your door and asks permission to set up on your property.
…you hit Submit Reply and nothing seems to happen.
Your nose looks like it’s being held on by masking tape.
…you meet and marry the most wonderful, charming, handsome, romantic man.
Well, I’ve been watching a lot of Lifetime movies recently.
it’s the 1960’s and you are the only one in your group who’s going to Vietnam.
…you just bought a new house–the old owners seemed like such nice people, but they were so anxious to sell and they let the place go for a song.
You run into the knights who say "Neeh!Q
…you’re the gay man or lesbian in a Stephen King novel.