At the heart of it, we all yearn for a great nickname. We want to engage in secret handshakes with our homeys, for the bartender to pour our signature drink before we even sit down at the bar, and most of all, we want to be lauded for our foibles. A great nickname can, at once, hail our flaws and transform our weakness to heroics. And isn’t that what we all want? To be known and accepted for who we are?
My ski bum name is “Curly Fingers Smith”. I’m not sure how that ranks against my porn star name: “Fluffy Love”, but it’s pretty darn close. So let’s hear it. What is your ski bum name?
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i like telegirl better than boney bones lee! how fun, hope you are good kim.
Boney Bones Lee!? That’s great. Telegirl is pretty good too, though, and it fits. Have to admit.
Fat Legs McGee! Haha. If you saw my bird legs in person, you’d laugh, too…
Nice. Sounds better than Skinny Legs McGee, though.
You’re so right!
First Sleepy Liver Hopkins has to learn the trick to keeping his fingers warm. (Anything under 40 degrees and my digits turn white). Then I can hit the slopes with ‘tude and the name to go with it..
Plus ski bum’s do not have sleepy livers. Our livers are a muscle–they must be exercised constantly!
Pretty Gumbo Bailey……Ha ha! This is too much fun. Thanks for sharing.
Boney Harp Davis. . . ha! Love it– thanks for posting.
I think that’s my favorite one.
Curly LIver Parker. That’s me! Cheers!
Sounds like too many screwdrivers!
Boney Gumbo Malone. Ha! Good one.
Love it!
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