(November 30, 2010 at 10:16 pm)Tiberius Wrote:(November 30, 2010 at 9:09 pm)thesummerqueen Wrote: I meant to add a blurb about "real names are obvious" but since Adrian made a nice bullshit explanation for his in the post from a year ago, I figured I'd leave it alone.I shall tell you the real story then.
One day my father decided to get it on with my mother. She ended up pregnant because the condom broke or something. 9 months later, I was born, and I took my father's last name, as is tradition. My first name was given to me because my parents are lazy shits who couldn't be arsed to go past the first page in the baby names book.
The End.
Adrian....that story reminds me of this.
Quote:The young Indian boy had spent most of his life in a quandry... He felt different yet... couldn't figure why... he was just so depressed. He went to the Chief for answers... He asked the chief how his brother Red Deer Running had gotten his name...
The chief answered in his typically poetic way..."When Red Deer Running was born, at the moment of his birth, the first thing his mother saw was a beautiful deer running off into the forest... and so Running Deer was named. It is the custom of our tribe to name the offspring according to the spirits in nature visiting upon the birth."
Then, the boy said to the Chief... And how did my sister "Thundering Bird" get her name? The chief described again, how at the moment of her birth Thundering Bird's mother had heard a roar of thunder and looking up, saw a bird flying in the sky...
The boy asked again, how his cousin "White Crouching Bear" had been given such a name... And the chief, looking down once more at the boy, explaining the traditions of their tribe.... White Bear's mother had seen a rare white bear crouched over a stream at the moment her baby's birth. Then he asked the boy...
"Why do you ask, Two Dogs Fucking?"