Saturday, September 17, 2011

A naming story.

So I met a college friend of my one lawyer friend from Missouri.

Her fiance's name is Danny, and his older brother is Daniel.

"What?", I was like.

It turns out that her fiance's mom is a warbride from the Far East and slightly off-kilter, and when she had her second son, she asked her first son what she should name him.

"Dan!", he was like.

"No, silly," she was like, "That's your name."

"Danny!", he was like.

So, she named her second son that.

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