When my husband and I were dating, I had to go to York for work.
He told me they had a special chocolate that was only sold in Yorkshire and to pick some up. They are called Yorkie bars.
He died laughing when I came back with about 20 candy bars for everyone at work.
My dad started doing "brainsucker" before I was old enough to talk, so I grew up reciting my lines dutifully and never really thought about it...
"You know what this is?" as he did an alien hand sucking motion on the top of my head.
"It's a brain-sucker," I'd reply.
"You know what it's doing?!" he asked, excitement growing.
At this point, very early on I would say, "Sucking my brain?", but it wasn't too many iterations before I started skipping straight to his line:
"Starving to death! hahahahah!" (only he was the only one laughing)
Any other adults in the vicinity would laugh right along, and I'd smirk and look indignant because I knew I was the butt of a joke, but I never really thought about what the joke was or why I was supposed to be angry... (so I guess the joke wasn't wrong!).
Then one day (when I was in my 20s), I thought about it.
I'm not mad, though. He got 20 years out of that joke.