During my 2.5 years of purgatory, serving as an elder & awakened to TTATT but waiting for my wife to awaken, I used to play a few little games at the meetings to keep my sanity.
One was changing song lyrics and singing them just loud enough for my wife to hear. Since I had started to rely more heavily on the spirit (mainly gin) to make martinis I would sing to my wife:
"Make VERMOUTH your own..."
Bada Boom. (I'll be here all week!)