Lately Byron and I have developed a bit wherein I play myself (but for some reason I'm 20 and home visiting from college), and Byron plays my 15-year-old sister named Bridgette who has a lateral lisp and is kinda spastic.

"I'm totally thhrilled about tha Hannah Montana conthert coming up," Bridget says with her lateral lisp.
"Just pay attention to road while you're driving, okay Bridge?"
"Whatever," Bridget says, "I'm a great driver!"
"Then how come you hit Mr. Markofski's mailbox last month when you were backing out of the driveway?" I ask.
"I wath on cough shyrup!!!" She yells/lisps. "Mom totally undershtood it was an acthident!"

I sigh. Bridget goes back to singing along to the new Avril Lavigne song.