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38 minutes ago, GordonD said:

He was going to name his next son after his favourite boxer until it was pointed out that 'George Foreman Grylls' wasn't really a good idea.

On that subject, George Foreman has twelve children, five of whom are boys all called George. One of his daughters is called Georgetta

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15 minutes ago, Bert Raccoon said:

On that subject, George Foreman has twelve children, five of whom are boys all called George. One of his daughters is called Georgetta

Still less of a minter than Jermaine Jackson, whose kids are called Jermaine, Joi, Jaimy Jermaine, Jeremy, Jourdynn, Jaafar, and Jermajesty.

Jeremy. FFS.

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9 hours ago, RawB93 said:

Always found naming a child after yourself to be a really weird tradition.

For fear of him seeing it I know someone called, let's say 'Rabert'

In stead of Rab, Robert and Robbie in his three generation case. It's Robert (his son) Roberts dad (himself) and Roberts dad's dad.

It's exactly the type of scenario you imagine.

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1 hour ago, Derry Alli said:

For fear of him seeing it I know someone called, let's say 'Rabert'

In stead of Rab, Robert and Robbie in his three generation case. It's Robert (his son) Roberts dad (himself) and Roberts dad's dad.

It's exactly the type of scenario you imagine.

My grandad was Richard and his first son was named Richard who had a son named Richard who had a son named Richard. So it was Grandad, Uncle Dick, Little Richard or Ricky and Wee Richard. Someone did a family tree once and Richard and James were common both reaching double figures going back to some time in the 18th century. In a time of large families and higher infant mortality there a few occasions where a James or Richard died young where the name was recycled when child number 5 or beyond was born. 

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I had one of the strangest dreams of my life last night. I was caught shagging some black actress from a show in the 90's and was chased out of town by her redneck father who was a sheriff. He was also white and an actor in the 90's.

The town eventually ended up being Monifieth as I drove away at speed with the police car and a flat tyre.

The sheriff ended up ratchet strapped to an advertising board, me stabbed in the leg and the denizens of Linlathen celebrating his capture.

I have no idea where it comes from, or what it means. I live in neither of those places and I never ate cheese, drunk or took any acid.

The mind is a fucking crazy thing.

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4 hours ago, Derry Alli said:

For fear of him seeing it I know someone called, let's say 'Rabert'

In stead of Rab, Robert and Robbie in his three generation case. It's Robert (his son) Roberts dad (himself) and Roberts dad's dad.

It's exactly the type of scenario you imagine.

I'll hold my hand up now - 

Grandad, dad, me and son all have same name - but it is Auld Jim, Jim, Jimmy and James.  

No f**** given! 

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Joined a meeting once with a guy called Michael Michael Michael, which I found hilarious for obvious reasons and said to him you should just have your name on your email signature as Michael³ didn't go down that well for some reason, got a bit awkward after that.

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30 minutes ago, Derry Alli said:

I had one of the strangest dreams of my life last night. I was caught shagging some black actress from a show in the 90's and was chased out of town by her redneck father who was a sheriff. He was also white and an actor in the 90's.

The town eventually ended up being Monifieth as I drove away at speed with the police car and a flat tyre.

The sheriff ended up ratchet strapped to an advertising board, me stabbed in the leg and the denizens of Linlathen celebrating his capture.

I have no idea where it comes from, or what it means. I live in neither of those places and I never ate cheese, drunk or took any acid.

The mind is a fucking crazy thing.

I assume you were watching horr on Fx channel last night while eating blue cheese and drinking cheap port?

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Just now, thistledo said:

Joined a meeting once with a guy called Michael Michael Michael, which I found hilarious for obvious reasons and said to him you should just have your name on your email signature as Michael³ didn't go down that well for some reason, got a bit awkward after that.

He probably didnt like you putting him in a box.............

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1 hour ago, Derry Alli said:

I had one of the strangest dreams of my life last night. I was caught shagging some black actress from a show in the 90's and was chased out of town by her redneck father who was a sheriff. He was also white and an actor in the 90's.

The town eventually ended up being Monifieth as I drove away at speed with the police car and a flat tyre.

The sheriff ended up ratchet strapped to an advertising board, me stabbed in the leg and the denizens of Linlathen celebrating his capture.

I have no idea where it comes from, or what it means. I live in neither of those places and I never ate cheese, drunk or took any acid.

The mind is a fucking crazy thing.

The dad was Brian Dennehy.  I've never been surer of anything in my life.

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1 minute ago, KnightswoodBear said:

My old man was Francis Joseph and his old man was Francis Joseph.

Thank f**k he didn't carry on the tradition with me :ph34r:

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3 hours ago, Eednud said:

My grandad was Richard and his first son was named Richard who had a son named Richard who had a son named Richard. So it was Grandad, Uncle Dick, Little Richard or Ricky and Wee Richard. Someone did a family tree once and Richard and James were common both reaching double figures going back to some time in the 18th century. In a time of large families and higher infant mortality there a few occasions where a James or Richard died young where the name was recycled when child number 5 or beyond was born. 

In my family it's George, James and William over and over going back. My mum deliberately avoided all three when picking my name.

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