It's all in the nomenclature. I love how real estate developers, building new houses in a crime-ridden, sketchy part of town, name the streets "Hobson's Choice Lane" and "Admiral's Helm Way." Well, I checked with Hobson, and his choice is not to live in a neighborhood where gunfire rings out like downtown Beirut every night. The Admiral steered himself a good many nautical miles away as well. And watch for this trick: say they build some houses in Stankville, but the crime rate in Stankville rivals that of Crackton in The
I mean, it sounds perfect. Orange, so you feel like you're getting some fruit, and Roughy, so you're adding a good bit of roughage. And the taste is so...so...so-so. Still, you order it because it sounds good now. Back in the day, they called these beauties Slimeheads. Not what you want to order on a first date, unless your date comes from Crackton!