This story is a bit old, dating back to February, but I haven't managed to tell it in the general confusion that is life around here, so now is as good a time as any.
One of the commercials that ran during the Super Bowl here was for Jaguar, featuring a number of fine English actors noted for playing villains in recent films. The point was that if you wanted a classy villain, he'd have an English accent. If you wanted a classy car, you'd buy a Jaguar.
Anyway, SpaceTime Theater did an all-improv show for Capricon this year. Since the convention's theme was time travel, we closed with a time travel "Make a B-Movie" where each of us is assigned common characters from that sort of film and we then construct the plot on the fly.
I was the time-traveling terrorist. And before too long, I was talking to the saloon keeper at his bar, expounding on my plot.
"There's going to be a war, you know. Flames reaching up to the stratosphere. It's going to be splendid."
All delivered in my best cheesy English accent, of course.