If my kitchen tonight is any indication, my name should be
Cooks With Much Smoke
Might I interest you in the title of “Has No Sense of Humor”? It’s easier to say and gives us a more clear idea of your personality.
I’m not sure if you’re the sort of audience that would find this funny, but my fishing buddy called me “Chief Never-wipes” this morning (for no particular reason at all, btw). It cracked me up, at least 
Cuts with the grittiness of an unripe pear
I’ve been thinking recently that if you translated the parts of my name directly into English, it comes out sounding like an “Indian Name”. Of course, you’re translating from different languages. It’s true for Pepper Mill’s real name, too, and for our daughter MilliCal.
I come out as Crowned Wolf.
Pepper Mill is Forest Girl (She’s retained her maiden name)
And MilliCal is Reborn Free Forest Wolf
Huitzilopochtli, the Hummingbird of the South.
Ten Beers
To avoid a boastful Indian name like “Lose Weight Now, Ask Me… How!*”, I’ll go with something humorously negative.
If I think in professional terms:
Crashing Server
Dangling Pointer
Global Variable
Crufty Kludge
For my leisurely interests and pursuits:
Head Pin Standing (Bowling)
Double Dribble (Basketball)
Two Run Error (Baseball) (cough Luis Castillo couuugh)
Minus 800 (one of the worst Duplicate Bridge scores possible)
Sticks And Wheels (slang for -1100, an even WORSE score at Dup Bridge)
*I’m really sorry about that one.
Hehe…I use to call my ex-boss this,her last name was similar to “ten beers”
Mine would be “Three Legs”
Funny, that’s what I call my youngest son. That you?
(PS - get off the computer and go to bed. You’re 4 for pete’s sake.)
~ Coatlicue
Either “Cats Run His Life” or “Computer Incompetent”. You choose.
Was his father also a ball of feathers? :dubious:
It’s a very old joke, but a good one. Here’s one version:
A little indian boy asks his father “Papa how did your father name you?” “Well son, my mother gave birth to me and my father came out of Tee Pee to see big black bear, so he named me Big Black Bear.”
The boy continued.“So what of my two sisters’ names?” “Well son, your first sister was born & I went out of Tee Pee to see little white dove & I named her Little White Dove. Your second sister was born & I came out from Tee Pee to see a herd of deer grazing so I named her Grazing Deer.”
“But why do you ask, Two Dogs Fucking?”
Squirrel Gripper (I spend more time climbing trees as a youngster)
Wind In His Pants.
Hey, me too. Maybe your mom knows mine.
Seriously, could this thread be just a little bit more cluelessly racist?
So I suppose you’re looking for the name of “Shits on Threads”?
Stares At Screen would work for me.
I was going to go with Loves To Be Offended.
Aren’t you friends with Pale Ale Rider?
It’s more tackily stereotypical than racist. Would you, or anybody who actually knows anything about how this whole practice, care to educate the rest of us how it works? I’m sure it varies from tribe to tribe, but still, there’s ignorance to be fought here.