I hate sharks so I don't plan on getting close enough to one to have to box him, but if I did, I'd suggest first a warm-up round footrace. See who wins that one.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Capes, on the other hand, are one-size fits all.
I like my name. It's unique. I can 100% guarantee with little to no actual research or scientific fact, just general assumption, that no one in the world has my exact combination of First and Last-Last name. And in spite of the fact that my name caused momentary sadness as a kid when I would look for and never find a keychain or mug or other such pointless token of my existence to have my first name exactly as I spell it, or that the combination of names proved obnoxiously long when filling out scantron sheets for exams and I was still bubbling in the double Rs and double Zs of my double surname, while everyone else was well into the test, I feel I've grown to truly appreciate the cocktail. I do sometimes think my parents totally missed an amazing opportunity in not naming me Batman, though. I'd be famous, by now.
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