It's inevitable. One clever child will tag your child with a name his/her mother didn't give him/her. It will stick- and then your whole life changes. For the worse, for the better, who knows? Megan has doubts about this new boy. We already know his name. Tucker. What a cool name, right? I can already forecast his problems in life - by his name alone. Nicknames will come too easily. It won't necessitate a clever child to find one. Just a foul mouthed one. So to quell any ideas anyone may have about giving him their own little nickname, I'm giving him some right here, right now (hint: they rhyme). By the way my nickname in Junior High: Burpfart.
Sucker
Mucker
Ducker
If you're feeling especially sharp you can call him Trucker Burpfart. That's appropriate enough. I just hope it doesn't dictate what profession/job he will have in life, or a habitus indicative of the habits this new nickname may suggest.
8 comments:
Awesome.
BURPFART?! I'm ashamed I hadn't thought of that sooner. I can never say your last name again, that's great.
I love the name Tucker. I have a friend with a son with that name and they call him Tuck Tuck. What ever you nickname him people will call him what they want.
We were going to name Sam Tucker. But Andrew introduced the idea with the Name Game song everytime and I couldn't take it.
But I still thinks it's the cutesy name!
Too funny!
Whats wrong with a trucker? I love it! It is way cute. I don't think it matters what you name them someone will come up with an awful nickname. I have a Carter Farter.
Hey you're older now.
I don't remember calling you burpfart. But our friendship took a few years to develop.
Thanks for bringing all that to our attention!
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