The Name Game
Heard this weekend:
Mom, his name IS Fity Cent.
I doubt very seriously his name is actually Fifty Cents.
No, FITY CENT.
I am SURE that is not his real name.
Yes it IS.
I doubt his Mother purposefully named him Fity Cent.
I don't know, but that is his name.
And you think it is cool?
Yeah.
Then you won't mind us naming the new baby Fouty Ounce.
Mom. That's not funny.
(ED. Note: Please forgive the sporadic posting for the next week or so. It is the end of the semester and I have two HUGE research papers due early next week. I guess you know what I will be doing.)
Mom, his name IS Fity Cent.
I doubt very seriously his name is actually Fifty Cents.
No, FITY CENT.
I am SURE that is not his real name.
Yes it IS.
I doubt his Mother purposefully named him Fity Cent.
I don't know, but that is his name.
And you think it is cool?
Yeah.
Then you won't mind us naming the new baby Fouty Ounce.
Mom. That's not funny.
(ED. Note: Please forgive the sporadic posting for the next week or so. It is the end of the semester and I have two HUGE research papers due early next week. I guess you know what I will be doing.)
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