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Elvis California. :dubious: The “street you grew up on” formula just doesn’t work with me.
I hereby release all rights to the name to you, betenoir!
Cool! Goes out to shop for pasties and a G-string In black
I guess I’m some sort of P.G. Wodehouse stripper–Lady Basswood!
SO is Moose Fruitdale–I bet he’d really hate it if he knew I was posting that…
Kids would be Shayna Delaney and Buck Delaney–they’d be a hell of a brother/sister act. (Damn, did I say that out loud??)
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I guess I’d be “Pepper Park,” which is nicely alliterative, at least, even though I’m a dude. I had no idea so many people had dogs named Pepper!
Oh, dear. Mine would be Princess Lamont.
I guess we know what kinds of clubs I’d be stripping at.
Casper 79A Avenue. Doesn’t have much of a ring to it.
I’m going to go with “Sam Francisco” instead.
I’ve only read about half of these and have tears streaming down my face!
Signed,
Lily Borden
Tabitha Priscilla. Okay, if I was a woman. :dubious:
I’m a guy, so names for a female cat, Diddo Dunn, doesn’t work all that well for me without tweaking the first name (Dildo? Dan?) Last name isn’t bad though.
My sisters would get a lot of mileage out of later homes and pets where they’d be able to use Monukka or Cassiopeia Summerfield.