Memoir
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 10
Our social currency is somewhat pegged to the strength of your nickname. Personally, growing up I’ve had a few including Bazza, Layba, Layknot, Leahy.D.D. and the staple Leahy. However, none of these come close to some of the classics we have at my club. We’ve got the relatively risky Nuts, Pubes, Ballbag and Mootface. There’s also the more politically correct yet catchy ones like Hooter, Teach, the Plumb, Donka, Lizard Man, Ship, Jesus, the Real, Patrick, Choofa, Yowie, Rowdy and Bluey. Personally, I’ve gotten the odd Scientist or Bobby (Willis or Sideshow) but have not yet graduated to full blown “what’s that bloke’s real name” status. Trust me, I’m not channelling my inner George Costanza*, because I know a lifetime nickname is only one stuff up away.
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Love After Liberation: A Journey of Trust, Wholeness & Second Chances
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