I'm particularly fond of saying "I like cereal!" and "I like chocolate milk!" just at random moments to entertain myself. (Not so loud that people think I'm crazier than I already am.)
Lately it seems like I've been saying "Sorry" a lot more than usual, so Wilt tends to pop into my mind. I say sorry a lot in my Home Ec class, especially when I screw something up. Like today, we were making pancakes, and I ended up flipping most of them and taking them out the skillet (cast iron skillets, which is what we were using, ROCKS! To quote Ferris Bueller, if you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up). Some of them turned out
gorgeous-- perfectly golden brown, the whole nine yards! Then others, I burned a bit, and when I flipped them over, I'd go, "Sorry."
Great, now I have this image of Wilt in a blue apron (the color of the apron I was wearing today) making pancakes and every time one doesn't come off quite right: "Sorry!" (Not that I'm complaining-- it's a cute image.)
I can also do Goo's line from "Neighbor Pains"-- "Super super smooth and super super fast."
