You pray to the Machine Spirit of your car before it starts.
You refer to your mechanic as a Tech-Priest and wonder why he or she doesn't have any tubes coming out of the body.
You start calling Earth 'Holy Terra'.
You call your boss an 'Inquisitor', and send him or her reports on possible heretics you saw on your way to work that morning.
Lol I call Earth Holy Terra.
When...
You go for your D10s when you want to do something.
When you find yourself wanting to make an intelligence/lore check to make sure you "really" have the knowledge you're thinking about in RL
When your friend is about to do something and you say "roll agility" or the related characteristic.
When...
After stubbing your toe on the corner of the bed late at night you say, "Throne! That hurt!"
You refer to your friends' kids as spawns of chaos. Squigs and Grots are also applicable.
Watch movies and compare them to scenarios you've either been through as a player, or put players through as a gm.
gathrawny said:
When your friend is about to do something and you say "roll agility" or the related characteristic.
LOL!
You avoid being involved in a serious car accident and you think you burned a Fate Point.
Wilfred Owen said:
You avoid being involved in a serious car accident and you think you burned a Fate Point.
Fantastic
When you wave you inquisitorial rosette around at work.
When you have an inquisitorial rosette.
When you regularly call people who disagree with you heretics...
cyclocius said:
Ummm... guilty... *raises hand*
Actually, I also have a set of robes bearing the Inquisitorial seal. And I don't just pull them out for special occasions, but everyday wear as well...
...now that I think about it, this could be why I don't have much luck job-hunting...
When you refuse to enter the Dutch store branch that has this name and instead wish to burn it to the ground.
heh, I dont know about calling a mechanic a tech priest, but I've always called tradesmen by ether 'wizard' or 'ninja' depending on how mysterious the task or how quickly repairs get done. Usually they go both ways, I call my apartment's mantinance guys both the 'mantinance ninjas' and the 'mantinance wizards'
When you refer to the last day of any convention as a Necron Awakening.
When you kill a poncy arrogant passer-by, because they were xenos.
Scourge and Purge becomes your plan for everything
When your solution for any given problem is to take off and nuke the site from orbit, Exterminatus-style.
When you ask the angry mob of Catholics outside abortion-clinics why they dont break out their flamers, meltas and eviscerators and starts to purge the unbelievers. ANd you cant help but comment why they dont wear more red cooured clothing.
When you witness a womans breast implants and cant help but point out that "proper implants" should not be hidden under the skin. The Machine God's blessed moving parts should be visible for all to see, you blaspheming heretic harlot!!
When you find it odd why assassination isn't considered to be a perfectly legal tactic to use on the Wall Street stock exchange.
When you desperatly seek shelter indoors, and suffer from abnormally bad confidence while trying to accomplish anything outside a "proper hab".
When you, while buying a new computer, insists to the clerk at your local computer store that the computer MUST contain some human braincells spliced with the machine in some way. Anything else would be tech-heresy.
When you frantically chase LARP:ers dressed up as orks, with a flamer. Claiming that their bodies MUST be burned least their orkoid fungus spores will simply spread to another area.
You find the Lord Of The Rings books and movies to be blasphemous in the extreme. Humans associating and cooperating with eldar, abhumans and witches? Preposterous!!
When you feel that you must seriously consider using the holy (and long forgotten) STC technology known as the "lawnmower" as a weapon against warp zombies, after eing its impressive preformance in the movie Braindead. Who knows? It might be the next big thing after the Eviscerator? 
Varnias Tybalt said:
When your solution for any given problem is to take off and nuke the site from orbit, Exterminatus-style.
When you ask the angry mob of Catholics outside abortion-clinics why they dont break out their flamers, meltas and eviscerators and starts to purge the unbelievers. ANd you cant help but comment why they dont wear more red cooured clothing.
When you witness a womans breast implants and cant help but point out that "proper implants" should not be hidden under the skin. The Machine God's blessed moving parts should be visible for all to see, you blaspheming heretic harlot!!
When you find it odd why assassination isn't considered to be a perfectly legal tactic to use on the Wall Street stock exchange.
When you desperatly seek shelter indoors, and suffer from abnormally bad confidence while trying to accomplish anything outside a "proper hab".
When you, while buying a new computer, insists to the clerk at your local computer store that the computer MUST contain some human braincells spliced with the machine in some way. Anything else would be tech-heresy.
When you frantically chase LARP:ers dressed up as orks, with a flamer. Claiming that their bodies MUST be burned least their orkoid fungus spores will simply spread to another area.
You find the Lord Of The Rings books and movies to be blasphemous in the extreme. Humans associating and cooperating with eldar, abhumans and witches? Preposterous!!
When you feel that you must seriously consider using the holy (and long forgotten) STC technology known as the "lawnmower" as a weapon against warp zombies, after eing its impressive preformance in the movie Braindead. Who knows? It might be the next big thing after the Eviscerator?
Every one of these is pure gold! LOL
When you refer to yourself as your character name.
When you pray to the Emperor to protect you from warp dreams before you go to bed.
When yoiu tell your wife the design on her skirt is dangeroulsey similar to a sign of the ruinous powers and that you will now have to cleanse her with fire.
When you find yourself relating scientific theories to the Necrons in order to understand them.
When you take the time to figure out how to make the sign of the aquila.
When you take the time to perfect the sign of the aquila.
When you start blaspheming with the God Emperor's name instead of Jesus.
When you go out at Halloween and think a Psykers head has spit open releasing the power of the warp and its infernal masters.
When you pass an occult shop and reach for your flamer.
And when you rob a lingerie store in Belfast because you think you are a female Dark elder and you need new kickers . (See Link)
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/northern_ireland/6425333.stm
When you treat cell phone text messaging as Astropahic messages while sending to your gaming buddies. Oh and you also write them in the same way your PC would and even signs each text message with your PC's name.
(yes, this have actually occured within our gaming group, but then again I've never claimed that we DIDNT play waaay to much Dark Heresy 
)
That story was pure GOLD!
Anyways:
Upon finding a windows 95 computer, you fall to your knees and praise it as an STC.
I wonder which trumps which in court. The Chewbacca defense or the Lingerie thieving elf defense?
when you put your foot through the tv while Songs of Praise is on because the machine spirit of the fuzz box is corupt for showing such heresy
When you call a watch a chrono
when you go into the shop and ask for a pack of Lho sticks and a charge pack for a las gun.
when you do not want to leave the house without armour as a ganger could cap you at any time. (Although this could be totally normal behaviour in your area)
when you put a fortune teller in a head lock for being a witch.
and finaly when you turn up to a Con in cosplay and are not being payed for it. (But i personily think that is reason for the removel from the human race)
Varnias Tybalt said:
I wonder which trumps which in court. The Chewbacca defense or the Lingerie thieving elf defense?
the Lingerie thieving elf defense. he did not go to jail and was sectioned. (put in the nut house)