About seven years ago I was learning two songs on the guitar. One was named Town Hall Shuffle and the other was Stompin' at the Savoy. I had to create a login for something, and it just stuck. Townhallsavoy.
Interesting, I know.
Good to know.
But the appropriate response would have been, "It's the last comprehensible word(s) your mother was able to mutter before blacking out from the sensational, yet horrifying, paroxysmal excitement of having my throbbing, penile extension of heavenly goodness, in, or around, the perimeters of her labia minora."