I tried hard to look at it from her side: when she's at home she's Home Mabel and when she's at school she's School Mabel, but when I'm at school too, she's both, or neither, and she's pulled in all directions. It's got to be hard.
But she beats the Shakespearian Insult Generator for epithets, sometimes.
At playground time she told me, of her best friend, who was sweetly trying to help, "He's a big lump of chocolate."
This was meant to be an insult. I pointed out that it sounded quite delicious, so she came up with a few more choice phrases for him and then turned on me.
"You're an egg that's been boiled and cooked in the oven."
I was duly chastened.