You can yawn, but you can't hide.

[Sugar Smack]

NO one can get away with trying to stifle a yawn. I don't care how smart you are, or if you already have very wide nostrils & naturally quivering lips. You aren't fooling anybody. Just go ahead and yawn; it feels good. Yawning isn't going to offend me, anyway. When I see your nostrils flare beyond what's humanly possible and see your eyes turn red I know what you're doing. So does everybody. And I suspect repeated yawn-stifling will lead to something awful. Just yawn, it's okay!

For the record, we busted Dad tonight trying not to yawn. There's nothing less satisfying than an unfinished yawn. Poor Dad.

[wildhorses]

1. one good yawn leads to another...its like contagious

wonder why :shrug:

[Sugar Smack]

2. It is contagious, and it's not a myth.

Even when someone tries hard not to yawn, the rest of us are affected to the fullest extent.

You see there? You used the word "Yawn" and I yawned. :o

[wildhorses]

3. what are those kind of words called...

you know the word is the thing itself like: slap, or maybe hic-cup??

there is name for them, right?

[Sugar Smack]

4. Onomotopia?

Like "burp" or "yell", right? :hi:

[wildhorses]

5. that is close...thanks

I think it is onomatopoeia and John Prine wrote a song and that is the title:


Forty-five minutes
Fifty-five cents
Sixty-five agents sitting on a fence
Singing, hey brother
Look what we got for you
We're gonna rope off an area
And put on a show
From the Canadian border
Down to Mexico
It might be the most
Potentially gross
Thing that we could possibly do
Yeah, little buddy gonna get your chance
Make them pubescents all wet their pants
We'll record it live
And that's no jive.
Hold it! Stop it! No! No! No! No!
Bang! went the pistol.
Crash! went the window.
Ouch! went the son of a gun.
Onomatopoeia
I don't wanna see ya
Speaking in a foreign tongue.

Knock! Knock! Hello!
Can I come in?
Gee, that was a wonderful show!
Oh, you haven't gone on yet?
Well, how was I supposed to know?
Hey! We got a great date
It's really downtown
We're gonna get the Grand Canyon
To do the sound
It's a boxing ring
But it might be the thing
To really put you in the dough
Listen little brother, don't ya get us wrong
Why we even know one of the words to your song
Just say I do
And we'll lay it on you
You! You! And me! Me! Me!
Bang! went the pistol
Crash! Went the window
Ouch! Went the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia
I don't want to see ya
Speaking in a foreign tongue.

[Sugar Smack]

6. "Ouch! went the son of a gun."

Oh, sweet, I remember that now. And it's almost 5 where I really live. What the hell's going to become of me? :rofl:

[wildhorses]

7. you'll be fine...are you visiting your brother?

How long will you be?

[Sugar Smack]

8. I'm going to be here til Tuesday, and guess what?

My sleep schedule is completely thrown til then. I actually informed them that first day that their clock was wrong before my brother said, "Where? In Chapel Hill?" Bless my heart. :silly:

[wildhorses]

9. that is funny

:crazy: Have fun and be sure and take lots of pics...

[billyskank]

10. The problem is

I'm yawning because I'm tired, but I'm worried the message conveyed is "you are the most tedious person it has ever been my misfortune to meet."

:hi:

[Deja Q]

11. It's amusing what sounds and actions are contagious in public.

Nice thread! :thumbsup:

When one person yawns, other people do seem to yawn in response. Mind you, often enough the same people surrounding you tell you "Stop yawning!!"

It's the same for laughter. One person starts laughing, and the rest follow suit. Not necessarily for the same reason that instigated the first person's laughter. Indeed, the subsequent laughs could be laughing at the person who laughed first rather than with 'em. Or it's a peer pressure sort of thing and nobody wants to be left out. This is often the case when being in a studio audience for a sitcom or comedic play, assuming they still use studio audiences for videotaping sitcoms...

And humans are not the only species to spontaneously replicate (or imitate) the behavior of their peers. Birds flock together. Literally. For foraging, communication, and keeping on the lookout for predators. Tribalism is inevitable, but they are the truest form of socialists. Mind you, if one bird gets visibly ill all the others shun 'im and kick 'im out of the flock - that's not nice, and it's also why pet owners keep close eyes on their pet birds. If ours get ill, we go to the vet pronto. Pity that, for all their potential intelligence, they can't understand we want them to show illness because we won't kick them out the door as a response. Mind you, they never developed medicine on their own either... what's humanity's excuse for kicking people out so savagely? :o Still, what if birds developed high technology - how would they excel in the communications racket?

One day I should tell you about Zebra Finches... :D Cute little birds with the most adorable and distinctive chirps (think 'tin trumpet' and even then that's not the ideal analogy)... some think people are bad, but those critters really redefine some things... for now, it's sufficient to say they are the "guppies" of the bird world. :D And even then, that doesn't begin to say much... :wow:

[buddhamama]

12. the contagious yawn is the best

second are the yawns that bring tears to the eyes. oh yes, i love me a good yawn. Mornin' Sugar ! :hi: :hug:

[billyskank]

13. Yay!

:hug:

:loveya:

[buddhamama]

14. hi Sweetie,

good to see you! :hi: :loveya: :pals:

[billyskank]

15. Good to see you too!

Always. :hug: