Wednesday, August 3, 2011
It's Not Connerd!
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misunderstandings
When my auntie Julie was a little girl, there was a kid named Conrad who lived down the road, and all the neighborhood kids took to callin' him Connerd. Well he had enough of it one day and screamed, "It's not Connerd! It's Conwad, Conwad, CONWAD!"
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When Sam was little there was a boy on his bus named Jeremy. Sam called him Germy. I loved that. Kira had a skating coach once when she was really little whose name is Bronwyn. I asked Kira what her name was, thinking it would be a funny pronunciation and she said, "Her name is Paper." I still don't get it.
ha! Paper. Sounds just like Bronwyn, a very lame name.
My apologies to any fans named Bronwyn.
Maybe she thought Bronwyn was Brawny towel paper. I agree Bronwyn is a lame name, but I will never tell someone in person ever again that I think a particular name is lame.
A former boss of mine had a kid with spiky hair named Skylar. I thought the name was kinda lame, and I mentioned it to a roommate of mine some years later. Who knew my roommate's nephew's name was Skylar too?! Ugh! I felt bad.
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