Two things my brother and I said to each other just today:
First, I was watching my brother trying to unroll a string of small Christmas lights, but he could only spin it two or three times before having to stop because the electric plug always came loose and start whipping around. I mention how much that reminds me of a scene from Mythbusters where they're unrolling a long rope and part of it kept whipping Adam on the shoulder, making him go, "Ow ow ow ow ow ow." As soon as I finish mentioning this, the electric plug whips around again, this time actually striking my brother on the shoulder and making him say, "Ow." I laugh at this and say, "Yeah, kinda like that, except it was repeated and not just once."
About two hours later, I look outside and see the package truck leaving the driveway, so I look outside the door to find two packages. I mention this to my brother and he says, "Come on, I just brought in those other two packages. What is this, Christmas?" Almost rhetorically, I say, "Uh, yes."