After that movie, Whooperwhill became our code word for trouble while out partying. Mainly girl trouble. We joked about it and used it a few times. Then one night my friend yells "Whooperwhill! Whooperwhill!" from across the bar as if it was the last word he would ever speak. My other friend is deerunk and up in the grill of a young lady as his gf of 3 years comes through the door and I have a view of it all. We split like cockroaches in every direction. Freaking hilarious. One of those images that sticks in your head. A where were you type deal. Kennedy, MLK, 9/11, and when Whooperwhill was used to save everybody's ass.