You always start playing the dozens when you're in a group sitting.

Make sure what the "small business association" really means before accepting an award from them. :lol:

DON'T let your son run your dry-cleaning business, even for one day. :lol:

You keep expecting your son to leave the room, come back with a different face, and return again looking like he originally did with no explanation.

You have the urge to knock your husband's lights out with a pillow. :lol:

You keep expecting your neighbor to ask you to walk on his back. :lol:

You and your opposite-sex sibling are adults but still play Twister together. (puke:)

The only person you know who has worse dates than you is Florence. :eek: :lol:

You and your spouse are really 20+ years apart in age but no one seems to notice/care.

You call your wife "Weezy".

You wonder how Mr. Bentley manages to get so many girlfriends. :lol:

White guys REALLY can't dance (yes, Tom Willis, this means you!! :rofl:).

You are always hoping to catch a glimpse of Mr. Whittendale. :lol:

You want to learn how to dance just like George Jefferson. :jig:

You hunt through every thrift shop in town to find a red and black plaid jacket just like the one George wore at Mr. Bentley's birthday party. :lol:

The theme song is CONSTANTLY running through your head. :lol:

You call going upstairs "movin on up!"

You start referring to your 3rd floor one bedroom apartment as a "deluxe apartment in the skyyyyyyyyyy!

You say about almost every guest star: "Hey, that guy/girl was on Good Times!" :rofl:

You practice the "Jefferson Curve" - with typically disasterous results. :eek: :lol:

You want to work next to Dave's Discount Records so you can hear the Bee Gees all day. (George) :rofl:

You want to go disco dancing - EVERY NIGHT!! (George and to a lesser extent, Helen) :jig:

Just be yourself - lest your potential boyfriend is a psychiatrist and thinks you have multiple personalities. (Florence) :eek: :lol:

You ask someone if they want to "buy a PEN???!!!" :rofl: :brent