blas
01-13-2008, 05:10 PM
Anyone else on here give people you run into or people you deal with special little nicknames?
When I give someone a nickname (most of the time I'll never say it to their face), it's either a celebrity or something I made up myself. Either or.
Celebrities:
My downstairs neighbors, Kid Rock and Tommy Lee. No explanation needed. Grungy, nasty, filthy guys who I swear are running a brothel out of their apartment. Both dress like wannabe rockstars but in the summer parade around in their boxers outdoors.
Made up names:
The stalker neighbor is Sheriff. Kinda like Enus from the Dukes of Hazard. He always has on skin tight Wranglers, a tucked in t-shirt or flannel, and he is NEVER without a 10 gallon hat and cowboy boots. I was just gonna call him Tex until I noticed he plays "Citizen cop" and walks around with the cordless telephone in his back pocket (don't ask how it fits in there, I don't know) and calls the cops on people who are parked too close to our outlet or have been parked too long, or whatever reason he sees fit. So he's Sheriff now.
My neighbor on the end of the building is Psycho Outdoorsman. The one from the "Scary" thread. I never knew it was hunting season 24/7/365. Thankfully, he is gone most of the time. But when he comes home everyday, you can hear them throwing shit around. On the weekends, if I'm not at work, I can hear him get up around 4 or 5 am and start whipping shit around, take a shower and then throw some more stuff around, load up his truck, and leave for the day. That one day I heard him screaming at the top of his lungs multiple times at gosh even knows what.
DipShit is not really original...but it was the best I could think of. No explanation needed anymore.
I've forgotten a few, but these are the main ones.
You guys' turn!
When I give someone a nickname (most of the time I'll never say it to their face), it's either a celebrity or something I made up myself. Either or.
Celebrities:
My downstairs neighbors, Kid Rock and Tommy Lee. No explanation needed. Grungy, nasty, filthy guys who I swear are running a brothel out of their apartment. Both dress like wannabe rockstars but in the summer parade around in their boxers outdoors.
Made up names:
The stalker neighbor is Sheriff. Kinda like Enus from the Dukes of Hazard. He always has on skin tight Wranglers, a tucked in t-shirt or flannel, and he is NEVER without a 10 gallon hat and cowboy boots. I was just gonna call him Tex until I noticed he plays "Citizen cop" and walks around with the cordless telephone in his back pocket (don't ask how it fits in there, I don't know) and calls the cops on people who are parked too close to our outlet or have been parked too long, or whatever reason he sees fit. So he's Sheriff now.
My neighbor on the end of the building is Psycho Outdoorsman. The one from the "Scary" thread. I never knew it was hunting season 24/7/365. Thankfully, he is gone most of the time. But when he comes home everyday, you can hear them throwing shit around. On the weekends, if I'm not at work, I can hear him get up around 4 or 5 am and start whipping shit around, take a shower and then throw some more stuff around, load up his truck, and leave for the day. That one day I heard him screaming at the top of his lungs multiple times at gosh even knows what.
DipShit is not really original...but it was the best I could think of. No explanation needed anymore.
I've forgotten a few, but these are the main ones.
You guys' turn!