Riding home from church on Sunday, Killer looked over at Queenie and (very solemnly) asked:
"MOM! Do I have a naked name? Because (my brother, FB) has one! DO I HAVE ONE?"
Queenie (quite taken aback, and a bit sheepish): Hmmm....a naked name?!
Killer: YEAH! A NAKED NAME! You know, like, Shorty Pants (Mr. FB).
Queenie (quite relieved and trying not to laugh too hard): OH! A nickname! Sure, Killer, you've got a nickname!!!
A Case of Mommy Guilt
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