My last name is Armstrong so I occasionally get some crack about the moon or “one small step” or something along those lines. Also, in school I was quite puny so I got called some names like “Armweak” or “Legweak” - kids can be so inventive!
A bit off topic, but this made me think of another remark I seem to get every now and then: “Smile, it might never happen!”. When people say this to me it just makes me fell like smashing their face in. (not really, but its quite annoying anyway!).
Not as much a joke, but I have 5 kids and if I had a buck for each time I heard:
“looks like you got your hands full”
I could put one through college.
Yep, I’m a Sheri also. And I was named for the Frankie Valli song. I get all those you mentioned, plus when I was in elementary school, there were a few smartasses who would say “I’d like some Sheri on the rocks!” Ha ha. Of course, at that age I didn’t know what they meant, and they probably didn’t know what they meant, but I hated it anyway.
Sheri
Same here :rolleyes:
“Feed me, Seymour! Feeeeeed me!”
Oh yeah, I heard it enough to last me several lifetimes when the stoopid movie came out.
It’s amazing how not funny people can be when they’re joking, and it’s amazing how they expect you to laugh right along with them. You’re being a spoilsport if you’re not even amused by their oh-so-original remark. :rolleyes:
Right. Look, you shuttheheckup, and I’ll try to find a way to bear the burden of not finding anything at all funny about being compared to an overgrown, evil, man-eating bugtrap.
My REAL first name is Seven.
“Is your sister named eight?”
“Were you the 7th born?”
“Hey, have you seen that Seinfeld episode?”
I’m seriously running out of places to dump the bodies.
Annie Oakley
Annie, get your gun
AnnieBananie
AnniefromIranie
ho ho ho
“I love Juanita, my sweetheart from Venezuela
A yes, Juanita, my sweetheart from Venezuela”
(I just happen to really dig old Harry Belafonte tracks)
My last name is Bradshaw and I used to get all the questions about being related to the world famous football quarterback–are you Terry Bradshaw’s uncle/cousin/brother/etc., etc. Since my ex-wife’s name is Terry, I used to delight in being able to respond by saying, “No, I’m Terry Bradshaw’s husband.” Reactions to that were widely varied.
I work in a nuclear power plant.
No… I don’t glow and no I don’t know Homer Simpson.
My last name is Tyson. I am also white.
No, I’m not related to Mike (ha ha ha - That’s rich! And so original.)
My surname is Oag. It’s a good old Scottish surname. The pathetic jokes I always get are “Are you sure it’s not Oaf/Ogre? fnar, fnar”
When I am asked my name, I always have to spell it. Even so I have had a variety of misspellings despite my best efforts - Dag, Ogg, Oad - but the worst case was…
Cretin on the end of the phone: “And what is your name sir?”
Me: “Oag, spelt O - A - G.”
Cretin on the end of the phone: “Are you sure?” :mad: :mad: :mad:
My first name is Jane, and I cannot count the number of men who have met me and the first thing they say when they hear my name is:
“Me Tarzan, you Jane.”
It is usually done in a really bad Tarzan voice, followed by “I bet you never heard that one before.”
The only one I hear, and it usually comes a month or so after someone meets me, is that my last name is Fowler.
“Oh, you’re a foul one, aren’t you?” nyuk frickin’ nyuk, guys…
From Office Space.
My real name is Smokestoomuch.
Since “Mr. Whipple” commercials aren’t as common, I don’t hear it as much but:
“Don’t squeeze the Charmin.”
And strangley, they’d look so pleased with themselves as if they actually thought I’d never her that one before…
Nobody’s ever referenced “7 of 9” from Star Trek? Maybe I have more geek friends than you do…
My girlfriend’s name is Anu:
“So, if you married a dude with the last name of Carr, you’d be …”
She loves it. Really, she does.
My last name is Lopez, and for some reason, people (mostly fellow classmates and such) like to ask: “You related to Jennifer?”
I kind of want to say “THERE ARE A FREAKIN TRILLION PEOPLE NAMED LOPEZ GEEZ LOUISUS!!!”
Instead, I usually say “Yes, she’s my wife.”
Sometimes I say “Yes, she’s my wife, and we like to have hot orgies with Sarah and Michael (or whatever the names of his parents are); by the way, your mom likes it in the ass, she loves to make a little moaning sound.”
That usually shuts them up (and hopefully sets up disturbing images in their mind for many hours to come ;))
Well, you’d better cut down a little then.
I have a whole stack of sisters, and no brothers, and the next person who says “Bet your dad NEVER wins an argument”, or some other moronic thing about how my dad’s the lone male in the family, is going to regret it.
One that amuses me: I have an unusual given name, and people often say “Can you spell that?” No, I can’t. I’ve had this name all my life, and I still can’t figure out what order the letters go in. OF COURSE I CAN SPELL IT, YOU IDIOT! if you WANT me to spell it, just ask.