There’s something terribly wrong with me!
And here’s proof:
Several months ago I was driving to work… I’m turning left (with the arrow) and a lady coming in the other direction is inching forward, as though she’s going to turn right. As I made my turn I pointed at her and exclaimed (it’s worth noting that both my windows and hers were rolled up, this was purely for my enjoyment):
“Watch it there, SpoogeBlob HoochiePants.”
I laughed at my cleverness all night.
Cut to earlier today; I read something that mentioned SpongeBob (which, incidentally, I’ve never watched) and I spontaneously exclaimed:
“SpongeBath DookiePants”
and proceeded to laugh myself silly.
It’s hard to believe that I’m nearly 40 and not under the influence of something, isn’t it?