WHAT'S IN A NAME?

"Hey, baby, so have you made any friends at the new school?"

"Mm-hmm," she says as she finishes her toast just as we cross the bridge.

"Well," I pry, "so, what are their names?"

"Cake-lyn," she says as she shoves a handful of Kix into her mouth. "She's my favorite." [lick, smack]

"What about you, son?"

"Yes," he says, a little annoyed that he has to look up from his book. "I only have one friend. Her name is O-labia."

[Oh, Freud.]