A shake, by any other name…
Me: “Thanks for the shake, sweetie. What did you put in it?”
Emily (my daughter): “It was vanilla ice cream and cookie dough. I call it a Van-ookie Shake!”
Me: “Van-ookie, eh? That’s funny.”
Angela (my wife): ”You can’t call it a ‘Nookie Shake.’ You should think of another name.”
