Thread:Agi Jean/@comment-26729468-20160130185529/@comment-26424426-20160204012358

This discussion takes me back to the first time I saw "Waiting for Guffman." In one scene, Paul Dooley who is cast as a UFO abductee, says:

"They took me off into a separate room; I seen 'em takin' different people off; different ones of us off in separate rooms and put me on a big white table and uh the guy that took me in there - to examine me I guess - he probed me and then I was in there I bet more than three or four hours, in that room, being probed and at one time or another these different ones of 'em came in, four or five or six of 'em at different times, and all of 'em probed me, uh, not all at once, you know, individually. Later on, years later, now, even still, uh, it's a funny thing - it happened on a Sunday and every Sunday about the time I was taken on board that ship I - find I have no feelings in my buttocks."

When he said the word "probed," I started laughing -- silently but with tears streaming down my face and gasping for air -- for 5 solid minutes. My husband was laughing at me, and the folks around us started. And I still start to lose it every time I hear the word. Like Pavlov's dog.