1.) I nearly made an idiot out of myself once using nicknames, and only by sheer fluke did I not end up looking like an arsemonger. When I first started my college physics course, I could have sworn a guy I started talking to replied to the name Martyn on the register. So, from then onwards, I decided he be called Marilyn.

Of course, the bloke *next* to him was Martyn. Not him.

*sweatdrop*

Later that day, I found out his surname was Marron, and pretended I knew all along.

I bet he f*cking reads this now. Why am I writing this?!?

*sigh*

2.) At school there was a guy called Melon, coz he had a head shaped like one. Well, not quite - he'd probably be famous if it really was... but anyways. He got this nickname in about yr 9. Fast forward a couple of years, to me pointing out to a friend that a little annoying guy had a head shaped like a turnip - true, in fact - he turned out to be Melon's brother...

Whole fruitshop thing going on there, for some reason...

3.) As for my nicknames, one of my friends likes to spend his time coming up with new ones to embarrass me with. In one single telephone conversation, I've been Sponge, Flapjack and Baby-doll...
(chinesechipmunk, Thu 18 May 2006, 21:02, Reply)