Oh c’mon, Mysphyt, it’s no fun if you just roll over like that. Get vicious! Slather on the BBQ sauce and fire up the grill!
Flame me for my pretentious use of Latin quotes that I only learned from a comic book. Find something better than my (admittedly lame) Cap’n Crud pitification and post it in 28-point letters, with links to news reports that my mom sucks cocks in hell instead of vacationing in South Carolina.
I don’t know about how to “pitify” my name (other than “Jeannie Jeannie Eats Zucchini” or “Jeannie Weenie”), but you could use various phrases such as:
Hey, Jeannie, while you’re at it, why not wish yourself up a brain?
or:
Hey, go shove that bottle of yours up your ass!
or:
Next time Major Nelson goes up in the shuttle, tell him to take you with him so you’ll get off our fucking planet.
Yes, I know, these are lame. I hereby offer an open invitation to anyone who feels like having fun with my name.
Have you forgotten, You-can’t-lay-the-pipe, that I’m a big, hairy, middle-aged, heterosexual man?
Wait a minute. Did you say five pounds of chocolate?
Well, come on in, and bring your mandolin. I’ve got a chanter, (the business end of a bagpipe), maybe we can do a duet.
Friend Atreyu, I tried man, but all I could come up with was A Spayed Dude
Soda, all I could think of for you was Scrota which probably isn’t a real word. Neverless, it’s something.
For Kricket, I thought of Clit Lick. Unfortunately, with that thought, my mind started to wander, so the rest of youse guys will have to do each other.