Back in the dawn of the internet, I somehow stumbled onto some pet obituaries. There was one that was written exactly as you would for a human except the name of the cat was misterpants. From that day forward, I knew who I was destined to be.
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FanningTheFlames... a double entendre signifying someone who fans the F(f)lames in two metaphorical senses: being a fan of the Flames and that of being a s*** disturber. Also, a primitive proverb: to make a flame grow stronger you must fan it.
A local rec hockey team asked me to write for their web page. The guy that was doing it made too many grammatical and spelling errors, they said.
So I wrote about a game and posted without proofreading. What should have been "missed puck" was "missdpuck", and I never heard the end of it.
When I was signing up for the SkyscraperPage forums back in 2005 the username Cirrus (I like the cloud and the plane) was already taken, the radio was on and the Peter Gabriel song Big Time was playing. The rest is history.
Back in the dawn of the internet, I somehow stumbled onto some pet obituaries. There was one that was written exactly as you would for a human except the name of the cat was misterpants. From that day forward, I knew who I was destined to be.
That dead cat with the ridiculous obit has lived on in more ways than one. My wife and I call my son misterpants as a nickname.
It's an anagram of the name of a person who I dislike very much (an ex-boss) and I always thought he had a funny sounding last name. I never put much thought into usernames when I sign up for something.
Fun fact: Out of curiosity one day I googled "troth" to see if it meant anything and knowing that "lobo" is wolf in Spanish I discovered that my username could mean "Wolf Truth" or "Wolf Faith". I think I'll go with that from now on.
I picked mine as a bit of a sideways rub, directed towards those who still await their opportunity to celebrate the "Holy Grail" in the streets of Cowtown.
On May 25, 1989 I was 24 y/o and partying my *ss off on Electric Ave.
This is kind of long but this the story of my name. Most people think I chose my name because I enjoy the presence of larger women. But this is in fact the story of how my name came to be.
In Jr High school I went to a school where during lunchtime other students were able to sell items/food to raise funds for whatever school trips or financing they needed. Some students sold candy, some sold crafts etc. They designated an empty classroom for the students and they were able to sell them during lunch hour. Well me and my friend decided to sell doorstoppers. Ancient Eskimo-themed doorstoppers. The day before we decided to go ahead with them we came up with a plan where I was the person who would cut them into shape with my dad's power saw and my friend would paint/color them. That night my parents went out and I took a bunch of my dad's 2x4s and cut them into doorstopper shaped objects. I had no idea how to use a power saw and by the end of it the basement stunk like burning wood and had saw dust everwhere. But I had managed to cut them into shape and I had a big bag that I brought to school the next day and me and my friend colored them in. And I don't mean painted them nicely. I'm talking like we drew eskimos on them with pencil crayons and feltmarkers. They looked horrible. Before lunch hour the principal of the school would make announcements and my friend had written up a dialogue for him to read to the students over the intercom. I honestly didn't expect him to read it since it was so incredibly ridiculous, but he did it.
During my math class the announcements came on and he read ours. It went something like this: "Come join us in (whatever room it was) to purchase Chief Huntingwhale's ancient eskimo doorstoppers. On sale at lunch today and tomorrow. All proceeds to go help eskimos all around the world."
The entire class burst out laughing and my teacher (who had no idea it was me and my friend) just shook her head and went on a rant about how ######ed the idea was. So we went down to the room before lunch to set everything up. Immediately after we set up, some other students came to set up their candy sale. But we had already taken the room and they were quite upset that 2 jokester students selling freakin' eskimo themed doorstoppers got priority over their legitimate fundraiser. We sold maybe 4 of them, as people came up to us and saw how ######ed our doorstoppers were and refused to buy them. From then on the name Chief Huntingwhale kind of stuck around as an inside joke between me and him. And thus my username was born.
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