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I used to troll my roommate: I have a Multi-Band wireless access point, and I would name other networks stuff to mess with them. They are from Louisiana, and are very proud of their culinary roots. One day, they came back from a trip with the relatives, and brought home some boudin, which I cooked and served with rice. I thought it was sausage, but it's a blend of pork cooked down with onions, peppers, seasonings, AND cooked rice, so serving it with rice was redundant, apparently. They got SO ANGRY, that to this day, I am not allowed to eat it in front of them, so I have been trolling them for "boudin with rice" everywhere I can. When they still lived with me, I changed the "ancillary network names" shit like, "Boudin with rice," and "Mild crawfish with ketchup," and "Campbell's New England Gumbo" and a ton of other culinary "bastardizations" of authentic Louisiana cooking. So every time they were on their laptop, I'd hear a "... Boudin corn dog--OH MY GOD PUNKIE YOU BASTARD!!! AAUGH!!!"
Campbell's New England Gumbo is hilarious