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I'll say,they say "break a leg" in theaters for good luck,but I don't think anyone would acyually like to break their leg eh?

Nope. But if you break the other person's leg, that outta be lucky on your part ;D

Actually I read up on "Break a leg." It's sort of a play on the concept of a "jinx" (like when you say nothing can go wrong and right then everything does). Theatrical people sometimes think it's bad luck to wish someone good luck, so instead they "wish" them bad luck in hope of the reverse.

Interesting DT. You remind me of an ME off of a CSI xD
They often know random facts that are just so fascinating, yet annoy the lead investigator at times... X3
The only one I can remember of the top of my head of from (I believe) Ducky off of NCIS.
Some like; The original firing salute (not sure if that's what it's called, but you get the idea right?) at the funeral of a veteran. Supposedly it was to scare away evil spirits threatening the soul of the departed person...
Not sure if that's accuate, but something along those lines.

*sorry to be off topic some*

That could be funny in context.

Well it was always rather humorous when the ME would go off on these great facts and the lead investigator interrupts them.
Like Data on Star Trek... but I won't go into that seeing as I might confuse those who don't watch ST: TNG ^^;

I'm not exactly in favor of prank calls. But if I were I might try it with "Elly Font," "G. Raffe," "C. Lion," or even "Anita Life."

Have you ever thought of calling and asking for Hugh Jass, or Amanda Hugankiss?

I remember that episode! XD
Actually, 'Amanda Hugankiss' is the only one I could remember off the top of my head!

You know you live in upstate New York when...
You dress as a skier for Halloween, and it's not a costume.
Your snow guage is taller than you are.
Your dog wouldn't think of going outside without a doggy sweater.

Bassist --> I suppose.

Here's one I heard on the radio. A baker routinely bought his butter from a local farmer; a pound a week. After a while, though, he realized that the amount of butter he was getting was less than a pound, and he concluded that had been how it was every week after the first. "I'm being swindled!" he cried. "All this time I've been paying him for a full pound and not getting it!"
Infuriated, he took his supplier to court and placed his case before the judge, who began to cross-examine the farmer. The first question was, "Do you have weights with which you portion out the butter you bring to the baker?"
"Not exactly, your honor," the farmer replied. "You see, when I sold him the first pound of butter, I bought one of his one-pound loaves..."

I'll let you do the math on that one.