Poopsie Chucklefanny at your service. That was using my first name not the name I actually go by.
HUGS!
Sqrl
“Stinky Toiletbreath”? I don’t like this game. 
Hi, folks. I’m Lumpy Bananabrains, Mullinator’s dissolute younger brother.
Nicetameecha. I’m Loopy PottyLips.
Loopy Pottylips, nee Pizzafanny
Gidget Gerbilshorts. Love the imagery.
“Buttercup Wafflechunks?”
Sounds like a seasonal menu item at IHOP…
–Calredic
Snotty Wafflebrain here. Don’t let my looks fool you, I have wholes in my head.
My new moniker can be:
Lumpy Barfbrains or Crusty Barfbrains (depending on which version of my name I use)
Which one sounds…gulp…better?
Well, you should be! I would never have such a silly name! < sniff…upturned nose >
It’s Crusty PizzaTush. Please refrain from making any such mistakes in the future. I have my dignaty to uphold, ya know.
Little sister to Milossarian and Ike - Booger Bananabrain.
Little sister to Milossarian and Ike - Booger Bananabrain.
Little sister to Milossarian and Ike - Booger Bananabrain.
Well, I’m your brother, Lumpy Lizardbuns.
Loopy Wafflenose. Its a pleasure to meet you.
Greetings, I’m Lumpy Pizzabrains, nice to meetcha.
There are far more surnames ending in Y than I would have thought.
Gidget Barfjuice. Good lord.
-S
It is I, Poopsie Hamsterbrains. Has anyone seen my exercise ball?
The worst so far:
Cheeseball Rhinobrain. Cousin to the one-eyed-one-horned-flying-purple-people-eater.
Lumpy Wafflenose at your service. Smarter brother of Loopy Wafflenose. With a nose for the woman in the throes.