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Charlie Hatton
Watertown, MA
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Please, folks, don't take it personally, but I'm just no good with names.
Seriously. We cool, we tight, and all of that. You know I love you, and I'd be happy to buy you a beer, any time. (And probably soon, to make up for not having your name handy when we run into each other.)
So please accept my apologies in advance, because it's going to happen, sooner or later, and quite likely early and often. It's this mental block I have on people's names. I can't help it.
But I want you to be prepared, for both our sakes. So do us both a favor, and don't be offended or put off when I call you one of the following 'name substitutes' that I commonly use when I've temporarily misplaced someone's moniker. And remember, this is only a partial list:
| For Him | For Her | For Both |
| Rufus | Sunshine | Skippy |
| Flubbo | Cupcake | Scooter |
| Poop Deck | Mamacita | Pork Chop |
| Sanchez | Bunny Hop | Sporty |
| Choppers | Party Girl | Lampshade |
| Corky | Brunhilda | Ziggy |
| Mr. Wiggles | Pocahontas | Funzo |
| Porterhouse | Esmerelda | Bobo |
| Putt Putt | Smiley | Noseface |
| Cactus Pete | Weezy | Grinny Pants |
| Denzel | Yolanda | Porcupine |
| Ray Ray | Li'l Sistah | Tricky |
| Comments (6)
I think you could have stopped at Mr Wiggles and the post would have been just as satisfying. I am borrowing that one from you, mostly because my co workers are getting tired of me calling them assclown!
I'm equally bad with names so I resort to much the same topic. My repertoire consists of dude, brother/sister, Jones, or sir.
Beer always works to heal those wounds.
Del
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I'm a big fan of the unisex "Chuckles".