“Some day,” Oklahoma said blearily, “I'll have 2 children:
Robert & Tory & they'll mean everything to me & then some.”
   “What if,” Becky theorized, “you have one child &
it's a hermaphrodite or  suffers from endomorphism?”
   “Hmmm,” Okey wondered aloud, “I'd then
be compelled to call it Rotory or Torbert.”