A Rose By Any Other Name
What’s in a name? A question I fear was not posed by parents of years past while pondering the breadth and variety of available names for the people below* who were once tiny, nameless babies. If, after much deliberation, the parent found that a name to suit their child was simply nonexistent, their “creativity” sprung forward, ready to fill the void. And thus, out of a vacuum, the following names were born:
Chrystalatina
Profit
Wonder
Garynette
LaTarsha
Kokesia
Tyoshai
Navasha
Melvinia
LilJose
Sandquinette
Theleesa
Walldina
Tyechia
La (just…La…nothing else)
Starlet
Musilimont
Creola
Tyswahii
Although this stunning array of names has been shared with a few of you already, I felt it only appropriate that they be enshrined here for posterity. Enjoy!
*All of these names are those of past and present employees at my company. Don’t spread them around or I’ll hunt you down in the night like a badger hunting a garden snake.
UPDATE: I don’t work at that company anymore, thank God. But, still — you might wanna keep those names mostly to yourself or risk a seriously ghetto ass-beating. Weaves will be pulled out, fake nails will be broken off in your eye socket and you will probably get a Payless stiletto to the temple.
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- 3.26.07 / 2pm
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