I am with you, KB.

FEED THE MUD!

In a philosophical sense, mud is just dirt and water, but allegorically, it represents the tensions between wet and dry, transparent and opaque, up and down, over and out. It rhymes with cud and stud, blood and flood. It would rhyme with sud, but sud only comes in bunches or groups, gangs even. A gang of sud is suds. I mean, like when is the last time someone asked you if you wanted a glass of sud. Right. Never. You always get asked if you want suds. Put a layer of soap in the bath, and does it produce sud? NO, I say. NO! It produces suds. Does suds rhyme with mud? Again, NO.