A few years ago Robin and I were on a road trip. We passed through Effingham, Illinois. Robin , who is apparently an escapee from an Improv troupe, fell head over heels in love with the word Effingham. Suddenly everything was Effingham. “What do you Effingham think you are doing?” “That is no Effingham way to act.” “I am Effingham exhausted!” You get the Effingham picture.
Recently we have started a new improv act, The Trump substitution game. Anywhere you would use an expletive deleted, we are using Trump. “You piece of Trump.” What the Trump do you think you are doing.” “You Trumping bastard.” (You Trumping Trump??) You get the Trumping picture.
I like Effingham better. I cannot even stand to put those sounds in my mouth
To my sister Viki…..i am spitting right now. Phtttt Phttt!