But where do you intend to inn to-night?

It sounds a lot like a ... well, like a fart, but—hoo boy—I would not like to be standing behind whoever it was that let it out.

On their first appearance in May, the Canadian clowns did a 14-minute parody of Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar called Rinse the Blood Of My Toga. Wayne, draped in a toga, sidled up to an ancient Roman bistro and said, “Let me have a Martinus.” Shuster, togaed as a bartender, corrected him, “You mean Martini.” Wayne snapped back, “If I want two, I’ll ask for them.” / Overnight, New York bars were calling a single Martini a “Martinus.” And all over the U.S., people were echoing the line of Caesar’s wife, “I told him. I said, ‘Julie, don’t go!’”

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