Shackleton asked me to get him some cereal the other day (I think at nearly 11 he's getting a little old to be treating me as the waitress around here - note to self). Anyway, as per my instinct to serve him food on demand, I asked where the cereal might be found.
Shack: "It's in the Lazy Betty."
Me: "You mean, "'Lazy Susan.'"
Shack: "Susan, Betty, whatever. They're all lazy."
