Right, I've had a few - It's Friday night and I've had a stressful week so don't judge.
OK, here we go.....
Very often when I'm cleaning my teeth in the morning, 5 minutes after I've dragged my fat arse out of bed, a word pops into my head and I feel the bizarre need to keep saying it.
Not just in my head but out loud.
I've got to say it out loud - that's important.
Very often I wind up with toothpaste all down my front and allover my chin as I stand there saying something like "Funicular railway" or "peripatetic teacher".
They're not simple, obvious words like "dog" or "fridge", no, they're quite convoluted words like "discombobulate" or "incongruity" and "pharmacopoeia".
It generally wears off by the time I've got in the car and set off for another day of drudgery at the Corporate Treadmill but I'm wondering why it happens in the first place and if anybody else may possibly be afflicted by this weird phenomenon.
I cautiously asked my sister about this over Tea the other night in the desperate hope that it wasn't just me and she actually punched the air and shouted "Yes! I do that!"
(Apparently it had been troubling her too.)
Mrs B just shook her head and returned to her Steak & Ale pie before delivering a withering "It's genetic then. Like colour blindness, club feet or innate stupidity."
Seriously though, anybody else?
(I am fully aware that this thread is one on those where you lot will read it and think "Ey up! That confirms it - he is mental!" but I would appreciate your thoughts nonetheless.)
OK, here we go.....
Very often when I'm cleaning my teeth in the morning, 5 minutes after I've dragged my fat arse out of bed, a word pops into my head and I feel the bizarre need to keep saying it.
Not just in my head but out loud.
I've got to say it out loud - that's important.
Very often I wind up with toothpaste all down my front and allover my chin as I stand there saying something like "Funicular railway" or "peripatetic teacher".
They're not simple, obvious words like "dog" or "fridge", no, they're quite convoluted words like "discombobulate" or "incongruity" and "pharmacopoeia".
It generally wears off by the time I've got in the car and set off for another day of drudgery at the Corporate Treadmill but I'm wondering why it happens in the first place and if anybody else may possibly be afflicted by this weird phenomenon.
I cautiously asked my sister about this over Tea the other night in the desperate hope that it wasn't just me and she actually punched the air and shouted "Yes! I do that!"
(Apparently it had been troubling her too.)
Mrs B just shook her head and returned to her Steak & Ale pie before delivering a withering "It's genetic then. Like colour blindness, club feet or innate stupidity."
Seriously though, anybody else?
(I am fully aware that this thread is one on those where you lot will read it and think "Ey up! That confirms it - he is mental!" but I would appreciate your thoughts nonetheless.)