Every once in a while -- usually whilst the old brain is in neutral -- I have A Thought.
So ... there I was, running a razor on autopilot, when It Hit Me:
Why the hell does 'lisp' have an 's' in it?
Petty cruelty? "We're going to give your affliction a name you'll never, ever be able to pronounce!"
Field-expedient testing? "If you can say it, then you obviously ain't got it."
Now, back to scraping stubble.