I’m sitting here with Depeche Mode as we’re both “working” from home today. The discussion turns to names and we begin discussing how much we both hate the name Bob. Hate. A lot. Then we move on to the following:
- Depeche Mode: I don’t like the name Bobby for a grown man.
- Me: It’s kind of cute, not so bad.
- Depeche Mode: Where do you stand on Robby?
- Me: Ugh, hate that for an adult.
- Depeche Mode: What about Robb with 2 b’s?
- Me: That’s just stupid.
- Depeche Mode: Yeah, I don’t get it.
- Me: So where do you stand? Are you 2 b’s or not 2 b’s.
That’s when I proceeded to laugh and laugh because I love stupid puns. I was then promptly told by Depeche Mode not to do that at his table.
Shakespeare is rolling over in his grave right now.
God, I seriously crack myself up sometimes.