For as long as I can remember people have called me little man. My meme and pop even bought me a sweatshirt with that nickname on the front. I'm not sure how the whole thing got started because I was pretty big when I was born. Apparently I skipped right over the newborn stage. What's even funnier is that every time mom and I run into new people in the grocery store or on the street they use words like "solid" and "bruiser" to describe me. That's okay though, because no matter how big I get, I know there will always be a little man inside.
2 comments:
You are getting to be a big man and I think you should go by Bruiser as your nickname.
Its very nice to see that your mom hasn't dressed you in that awful Tennesse Orange.
jed eckert said...
[Its very nice to see that your mom hasn't dressed you in that awful Tennesse Orange.]
Those are fighting words. We'll have to send up a contingent from Knoxville to set you straight.
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