Sometimes Ted stumbled for words.
A neurologist told him that, when he was tired or nervous, his brain often mixed up the vowles and consonents in words.
When Ted heard that, he said:
"Well, that's lucking fuvly! That's a doddgamm bunch of shull bit!"
After Ted read a book about the Third Reich and all the atrocities committed during it, all he could say was:
"Those nucking fatzis! Those crucking fouts!"