I have been told, on more than one occasion, that sometimes the words I hear are not the actual words being said. This will be my running record of said occasions:
Me: I won’t go down with this shit. I will poke my eyes out and surrender. = “I will go down with this ship. I won’t put my hands up and surrender.” ~ Dido, White Flag
Me: Hey! Tomorrow’s Martin Sheen Day? = “Hurray! Tomorrow is a jean day.” ~ Roommate
Me: My heart is like an open highway. Like Frankenstein I did it my way. = “Like Frankie said, ‘I did it my way’.” ~Bon Jovi, It’s My Life
Me: Words are like werephones, they whoop sometimes. = “Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes.” ~Cher, If I Could Turn Back Time.
Me: You have to bring the water to a roaring boil. What? What do you mean “rolling” boil?