Sorry. We're British and do not talk about such things.


(i call it the wandering star.....)

Well not exactly the topic at hand (so to speak), but a gf used to refer to her monthly friend as "George." (I have no idea how it started.)

I never named the little guy, but somehow my belly became my "monkey." I think it's from Sprockets. Touch it. Touch my monkey.

Also, I started naming my jackets, because I have a fleece one and a fleece lined one, and this always caused confusion. So one is my "fleece jacket" and the other is "Ralph."

:eyebrow:

I/we have used the familiar shortened nickname for Florence.

[Happy Monkey] you need to ask?[/HM]

whistles nonchalantly...
:rolleyes:

I can't say that naming had ever actually occured to me.

Jeeezzzzz! You people! Use a little creativity, already! I mean, even if you haven't named your junk, isn't this the perfect opportunity to do so?

I am *sooooo* disappointed. I really expected more from this crowd. Next thing I know, ya'll are gonna be sipping tea with your pinkies sticking out and talking about the latest sale at Saks. :bitching:

I frequently give my wife a does of "Vitamin F" - does that count?

Ok meet "Frisky" and his friend of over a year "Kitty" not very original, but it is what it is. As long as the two of them are happy together, :doit: I really don't care what anyone calls anybody else.

Ok, Ok.

She shall now be known as "Woofledoo".

I'm gonna call mine Elspode from now on. ;)

edit: make that Elchoad ....guffaw

Gosh, LJ...I'm honored. I'm also a little bit aquiver thinking where my namesake gets to spend some of his discretionary time. And I don't mean in your hand. :D

D'OH!