I was thinking of the nicknames I've had while growing up.
When I was young, the first nickname I remember having was "punkin". Both of my grandpas called me this. As I got older, I moved on to the ol' standby "buddy" from my uncles.
It's funny how some people keep nicknames their entire lives. My father in law is a railroader, and all of his friends still go by their childhood nicknames. There's pickle, Ed, (whose real name is Rick)
Siderod, (my father in law) and a bunch more. Basically half of my hometown goes by a nickname.
When I was in the military, I was known as "Tank man" as a spin on my last name, or "Tank-o".
I agree, they're not very creative, but what do you expect from a bunch of gunners.....
There was an instructor who would pair up all of the guys who looked alike. We had Itchy and Scratchy, and I happened to paired up with Sinkins. What brilliant names did they call us, you ask? Sinkis and Minkis...
Ali and I have our own nickname for each other now. We call each other "Shy", which is ironic, because we're far from it. It is a shortened version of another word, which really isn't so endearing......let's just say it involves one of the controversial scenes for the South Park movie.
What were some of your nicknames growing up? What do you call your loved ones now?
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I don't remember having a nickname as a kid. As a teenager with long hair I got called Jesus, while one group for friends called me JM, short for Johnny Mathis - I have no idea how this came about, we were probably drunk at the time.
I call my wife Clare Bear (remember Care Bears?) while she sometimes calls me Inky, for reasons I won't go into.
They used to call me Binky in College. It was an old joke.
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