Well back on the farm, we had a horse who had a little mare. This mare was the most cantakerous horse we ever had. We could never get her to settle down. We tried putting her in stables, in corrals, in fields and pasture, but to no avail. Then we had a "horse whisperer" come and check her out. He took one look at her and said that girl needs to be on a grass surface. Kentucky blue grass sod is the best. "Sod?", I asked? Yes he said, "Sod best the mare she'll settle then".
Funny you should mention Kentucky. I have a cousin named Beverly up in Louisville that used to be big into plays, but they couldn't cast her in big roles because she kept mugging for the audience, which loved her but got distracted from the plot by her. I went up for a Christmas family reunion, and her son, who is about 4, wanted me to sit down in front of the fireplace and play his favorite game, tiddly-winks, with him. But he is just as big a drama queen as his mom (especially when he loses), so I told him to play with his mom, saying:
Oh, tiddle down with Bev the ham!
And I've still got you on the Zod one, if only on length of the pun-chline alone. :)