One of those stories you have to share.
This is a friend-of-a-friend sort of deal. Related as it was told to me, though I don’t know the guys who had this conversation.
The cat’s name isn’t really Jim-Bob, obviously.
So I’m on the phone with Jim-Bob and he tells me he was just at the store, picking up some popcorn and stuff to make gin n’ tonics, and that he was gonna go get a couple of videos.
Next day, I call him up, ask him what he’s up to. He says he’s watching a movie.
“And I drinking gin n’ tonic and eating popcorn, right?” I say.
“Oh my god, dude, how do you know that? You can’t have guessed it! What, are you outside my window? Oh fuck, HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?”
And you know, he wasn’t kidding.
We’re now saying “What, are you outside my window?” to mean “exactly what I was gonna say” or “Just what I was thinking.” I’m still giggling about this story.