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HelpRe: Dolly Dimples
in reply to a message by Billina
I'm 31 and thanks to my cousin calling me Haven Salad once when I am a kid I'm stuck with it. My brothers thought it was hilarious and still do. Once a nickname sticks, it sticks
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Not always. My family used to call me Pookie, but they don't anymore.
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Salad has stuck. My niece even calls me it.
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Well, I don't know what to tell you. If you're worried your family might brand the kid with a nickname you don't like, you just have to take that chance, I guess. Sounds like they do what they feel like doing.
This message was edited 5/27/2013, 9:36 AM
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I'm not worried. I'm just curious to see what they might cone up with. I don't mind that I'm still called Salad, Fave and Toad. I find it hilarious, although I hated it when younger. Everyone in my family has dorky nicknames.
We're a thousand miles away, so it won't even stick. I'm bored and want to see what people come up with. And it will hopefully inoculate Alexander to the inevitable.
We're a thousand miles away, so it won't even stick. I'm bored and want to see what people come up with. And it will hopefully inoculate Alexander to the inevitable.
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Ah, okay, I thought you were worried.
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agree...
Anything can turn into a nickname. My stepfather has a friend named Robert, who even today at something like sixty years old, is called Buckwheat by everybody, family and friends alike. There's plenty of nicknames for Robert, but he's Buckwheat. It came about because when he was little the other kids would come to his house in the morning to play, and his grandmother would always say "As soon as he finishes his buckwheat, he can come out to play." And so he became Buckwheat.
Anything can turn into a nickname. My stepfather has a friend named Robert, who even today at something like sixty years old, is called Buckwheat by everybody, family and friends alike. There's plenty of nicknames for Robert, but he's Buckwheat. It came about because when he was little the other kids would come to his house in the morning to play, and his grandmother would always say "As soon as he finishes his buckwheat, he can come out to play." And so he became Buckwheat.
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