Before I met MOB, noone had ever called me by my last name. It has always been characterized as a guy-thing - I guess it comes with the slapping of asses after a touchdown is scored. I love it when he calls me King. Being called King feels empowering. And you have to admit, it sure does beat Chen, Chang, Wang, or Lee.
"You have a rock star name!" said the Sprint representative. I was on the phone confirming my account information the other day when the representative pointed out that my name was that of a rock star. All I am missing are tattoos and a drug addiction.
Just call me King. But, please, do not touch my ass.
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1 comment:
King IS a kickass last name. Wu sucks, it's rhymes with poo and kids used to make fun of me in elementary school saying VIVIAN WU SMELLS LIKE POO!
gay.
can i please touch your ass, KING? :)
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