The Late Night Poll. Self-Applying Some Shit.

I had a decent one I sappose, theres no way in hell im gonna tell you what it is though. Got it in highschool, no one knows where it came from, everyone in school called me it. Everyone thinks its a cool nickname, I just don’t like it and your right the more I try to fight it the more I will forever be known by my highschool friends as it. I can walk into a bar tomorrow night and if I see someone from highschool I can give you 3:1 odds i will hear “Oh fuck is that xxxxxx xxxx”

Nicknames from other people I remember.
Ratboy.
Ripdawg.
Mongo
A-Money
Betty

Cods : caught on daddy’s desk

“Poohburty”, from high school daze. Kind of a blend of Pooh cuz the guy looked like Winney the Pooh and “puberty” cuz when faced with high adventure, like a fight, his voice would raise several octaves. Fact is I don’t think his voice ever did crack over into adulthood. Forever stuck near helium assisted on the musical scale.

Timmy 2 Beards – player who skated at Winterland. He grew, or tried to grow, a goatee and it looked like two beards, one on his chin and one over his upper lip. They never grew together.

Muledick – legendary radio engineer out here for KLOS radio last time I ran into him. Named for his appendage. To hear him tell it the thing was a curse. To hear all the screaming girls, we should all be so damned.

…I think his was actually “stump”.

The one I liked, however, was the kid known simply as Pothead. Everyone called him Pothead. I heard multiple parents say things like “Oh Pothead called while you were out,” or “Pothead, are you staying for supper?”

I couldn’t tell you the guy’s real name with certainty. (Dennis maybe?)

Im not going to get into details right now, but my life is laden with nicknames thanks to camp, seriously I can go on for hours about good and bad ones. Though one I’m especially proud of is this girl I got named Montezuma. Not after the actual god but after the cheap tequila I consume on a weekly basis here at school. Yea she’s gonna be working with kids too

because i look like the kid from the original Will Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (with gene wilder, not johnny depp).

it started my freshman year of college — and got to the point where people just called me charlie. it became so common that i was talking with someone one night who actually thought my name was charlie. she was in disbelief when i had to explain to her that I’m actually Nate.

I have a buddy we call “Chester The Molester” or “Molester” all the time.. gets some funny looks in public

i shit you not, (pun, because im pooping as i type) my nickname in high school was “tits” (or "titties). the second part of my last name is ‘bit’ which rhymes with tit, and you see where im going with this. thanks to all the older soccer guys for that one.

is what use on here, got it in highschool hockey from the coach, he said" HICKS! you really just enjoy destroying people into the boards dont you!" and my teammates never let that go, I have also had cookie monster from an ex because i can do the impressions pretty good.

Nevermind that I’m Irish Catholic, I went to high school in the sticks where no one had ever actually met a Jewish person. So they saw my dark hair and big nose and applied the stereotype.

is still to this day called Stooly, for an incident that involved him shitting on a bar-type stool when he was in grade school.

I shit you not (pun intended).

But I’m one of those guys who’se last name just became their name in high school. Nobody but teachers seemed to call refer to me as my first name, and it wasn’t all of them

“Howdy Doody” – pilot I flew with who had a lot of freckles and looked like the famous wooden dummy. Dude went ballistic when drunk and called this name.

“Bendover Schoonover” – Woman Lieutenant named Schoonover who liked to fornicate.

Pete and his brother Jim who we nicknamed “Repeat” – Jim stuttered real bad.

“Little Freak” – Doug Hicks RIP, who used to hang around the older fountain hippies from Pattonville at Northwest Plaza in the early 70s. He was short and a hippy freak like us so it stuck.

“Twinkle Toes” – Cat could dance and also knowo for a famous incident when some C4 failed to detonate and caught fire and for some reason he tried to stamp out the lit C4 laying all over the ground. C4 is highly explosive and unstable when lit. Luckily he was stopped before blowing a leg off.

I asked why after he headbutted me on meeting him. He said he was practicing some carrier landings with some fine upstanding French Canadian lasses when one got his shirt off and she looked at his body hair and said he was a furry as a hamster.

In third grade my nick name in the class was, “retard.”

yeah… that fucked me up big time.