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When I lived in Squirrelington, VT there was a place that sold Gyros, run by a bona fide Gleek Plick who would delight in chastising and humiliating the poor, well heeled dipshit who was vacationing at "Camp Catamount" (Groovy UV, UVM) who ordered a JY ROW.
"JY ROW? JY ROW? What is that? We don't have that. We only have YEE ROW or SOUVLAKI. What do you want?"
Everyone else would snicker while waiting their turn for their audition.
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