Those who fondly remember the animated series “Pinky and the Brain” will appreciate this page of the dysfunctional duo’s frequent “Are you pondering what I’m pondering?” exchanges. I always loved the read-in-what-you-want subversion of such lines as:
Brain: Are you pondering what I’m pondering, Pinky?
Pinky: Sure, Brain, but how are we going to find chaps our size?
B:Are you pondering what I’m pondering?
P:Umm, I think so, Brain, but what if the chicken won’t wear the nylons?
And the sheer Dada of:
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I’m pondering?
Pinky: Uh, I think so, Brain, but we’ll never get a monkey to use dental floss.
B:Are you pondering what I’m pondering?
P:I think so, Brain, but I don’t think Kay Ballard’s in the union.