my favorite word is "crackehead"

I adopt speech patterns from people with whom I socialize...always have.  Sometimes it can be as minor as which word is stressed in a sentence.  It's hard to explain, but I'm bored and obviously so are you.

I talk really fast.  All the sisters do.  I think it's cuz there were four of us and you had to get it out in 10 seconds or less if you wanted to be heard.  I heard myself on the radio yesterday and was like ""what the hell did I say right there?""

My tendency to quote obscure movie lines and song lyrics is Josh's doing...as is my mastery of dead pan delivery.  I was working on it when I met him, but he was the file on which I sharpened my skills.  And while I was sarcastic before I met him, we spent a lot of time trying to get the last jab in.  He is also responsible for ""pooh/poo""  ""that's looks/tastes/smells like poo"" and compound words like ""poocheese.""  For example: ""Velveeta is not the real deal, that's poocheese""  However, a grilled cheese sandwich made with Kraft Deluxe is ""tasty goodness.""

""Ya think?"" <--pure Scott.  I ask it when people make statements with built in justifications like ""I think..."" or ""that's just my opinion.""  [Of course ""you think x"", if you didn't think it, you probably wouldn't say it.  Asking ""ya think?"" is part of an ongoing effort to make folks stop saying ""I think"" before every friggin opinion.  You are entitled to your opinion without apology or justifications. Actions have reactions, but thinking, well that's always ok. whoa...tangent]  My friend Scott ceases to use contractions when he is making a point and/or being silly.  I do this in similar circumstances.  My tendency to quote Fight Club stems from the fact that he loves that movie as much as I do.  When he and I talk, there's a rhythm to the conversation.  It is most noticable when it is interrupted.  If you've heard it, you know what I mean, if you haven't it's like a tennis match in the Matrix.

The Spanglish thing comes from my parents.  I crack me up sometimes with that stuff.  I don't do it all the time.  It happens sporadically...more and more at work lately. 

Jason's still stuck in my head.  The other day I asked my son if he was ""pouty-wouty"" and just today I found myself saying ""yuppers.""   I'm gonna have to wash that one out of my vocab.  It could be worse, I could start interrupting people with ""At any rate.""  Someone kick me if I start doing that.

Juana has made my vocabulary exceptionally colorful. Her contributions include, ""hatericious"", ""po po"", ""re-re"", and ""ghetto glorified.""

My mother has labled my platforms ""hoochie shoes"" and had us all saying ""dirty, old dog""

But my word choices have not been the same since I was sitting at home watching a movie with Josh.  A car rolled by and almost hit Danny Glover and the cabbie yelled out to him, ""Watch it, you crackhead."