To the poster above - I can assure you that by the 70s those lectures were not given in my Virginia history class.
When I worked at a hotel at the oceanfront in Virginia Beach, I regularly was just plain confounded by folks' lack of geography/spatial relations. VB is on the EASTERN seaboard and our hotel faces due east. On the reservations line, we'd ask, "would you like an ocean front room or a land-side/west facing room?" and then get "Will I be able to see the sunset over the water?" from the potential guest. "No, not from our hotel."
See, this is why I don't eat the egg shells. Much simpler than worrying about chicken butt.
Anyone else keeping thinking of that silly "Guess what?" / "Chicken butt!" bit by now?
I can't resist...my hubby does this whole dialogue with our 5 year old daughter almost daily - with both of them laughing hysterically:
Guess What? Chicken Butt!
Guess Why? Chicken thigh!
Guess When? Chicken Pen!
Guess Where? Chicken Hair!
Guess How? Chicken Cow!
DD response "you're silly, Daddy!"