Indeed, am I not?
I'm sorry...I just couldn't help myself. Just be glad I didn't mention the Great God Ralph, to whom I often prayed back in my college days, heaving up my offerings to His porcelain altar. Oops, I just did, didn't I? (My sick friends and I actually called it that, 'Praying to the Great God Ralph' ).
As the great Bugs Bunny once said, "Ain't I a stinker?" Just bear in mind, I have heard every "Lawrence of Arabia" joke, pun, and chanted mock from early childhood on. No name is safe from japery. Just bear in mind, it could be worse...my elder step-brother's name is Richard Michael Tracy. For some reason, he chooses to go by "Michael." But some dicks are low enough to call him something else (*G*).
Oh, and my younger brother and sister are Robert and Barbara - old names in my family, constantly cropping up generation to generation in the family Bible (1741). However, they are twins - and does Bobby and Barbie Bobbsey mean anything to anyone? How cruel! LOLOLOL!!!
Edited 12/24/2003 9:50:52 AM ET by Bluehawk (BLUEHAWK9)