< rant>
Well, it's official. I have a 8lb, 6oz niece that was born at 7:41pm January 22nd. But did anyone think to tell me her NAME?!? That trivial little detail that follows us throughout our lives (unless we pay a small fee and file some paperwork to have it legally changed) and shall forever be a word that conjures up images of our face or memories of time spent with us? Her name, which we shall forever use to get her attention, or speak to her, or address her by? NO! NO ONE TOLD ME THAT! I KNOW HER EXACT WEIGHT AND BIRTH MINUTE, BUT NOT HER NAME!
< /rant>
On the other hand, Michael Spencer, when given the names of the father, mother, and home town, came up with a couple anagrams of the letters for some possible suggestions.
"Retard Mockery" was the most flattering, yet somehow, I think he is incorrect.
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Congratulations! You'll uncle well, no matter what her name ends up being.
How dare you omit the best name I came up with that night. How dare you.
Artemis Goodbladder is a fine name.
How dare you.
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