Odd reminiscences of younger days...
There was a mgr. when I worked at a Sizzler's restaurant, he was pretty much a nice guy and none of us were quite sure as to where he was from, but he was always yelling "Hop ti bobby!!! I ->-bleeped-<- on the floor!!!" and holding his hand under his butt... None of us ever quite knew what he meant but it always brought a smile and a bit of a chuckle