Worst Nicknames Ever
Everyone wants a cool nickname like "Ace", "Boss", or "Iron". Kids being kids, that's not what we get - the kid with polio gets called Johnny Spazm, your Ginger Fuhrer was called Rob Man-you-smell and your question master was "Tommy" Trinder despite him being dead for years.
Tell us the worst you've heard and the stories behind them.
( , Thu 18 May 2006, 15:45)
Everyone wants a cool nickname like "Ace", "Boss", or "Iron". Kids being kids, that's not what we get - the kid with polio gets called Johnny Spazm, your Ginger Fuhrer was called Rob Man-you-smell and your question master was "Tommy" Trinder despite him being dead for years.
Tell us the worst you've heard and the stories behind them.
( , Thu 18 May 2006, 15:45)
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Davros
I managed to get this nickname not due to a Dr Who fetish, but thanks to those bright sparks at Essex police.
Coming back from a club in London 7am Sunday morning, me driving in my boxer shorts(clothes all sweaty from errr dancing all night officer), 2 mates in car. Get pulled in Bethnal Green, searched, arrested for having clubbing medication. I give my mums address cos they want to prove who I am? Even though the car reg'd to me, had licence, credit cards etc.
When I eventually go round to see my mum later that morning. She asks what I've been upto, I tell her a short version of events. She then explains that she had 2 narks go round about 8:30am that morning asking if a Davros ********* lived there, she said no, "I have a son David but no Davros". They kept asking her if she was sure, after 15 mins of this in her nighty she told them to sod off & shut the door on them.
And yes, the piggy twats made me walk back to Mile end Road to my car in my boxers from the pig station. Just as well they didn't find all my stash, boy did I need that spliff.
( , Mon 22 May 2006, 11:33, Reply)
I managed to get this nickname not due to a Dr Who fetish, but thanks to those bright sparks at Essex police.
Coming back from a club in London 7am Sunday morning, me driving in my boxer shorts(clothes all sweaty from errr dancing all night officer), 2 mates in car. Get pulled in Bethnal Green, searched, arrested for having clubbing medication. I give my mums address cos they want to prove who I am? Even though the car reg'd to me, had licence, credit cards etc.
When I eventually go round to see my mum later that morning. She asks what I've been upto, I tell her a short version of events. She then explains that she had 2 narks go round about 8:30am that morning asking if a Davros ********* lived there, she said no, "I have a son David but no Davros". They kept asking her if she was sure, after 15 mins of this in her nighty she told them to sod off & shut the door on them.
And yes, the piggy twats made me walk back to Mile end Road to my car in my boxers from the pig station. Just as well they didn't find all my stash, boy did I need that spliff.
( , Mon 22 May 2006, 11:33, Reply)
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