Steve
Me too
Bob. Always Bob.
Bob is my Starbucks name, they always get my real name wrong.
Bob
The only right answer
Steve. Because of Hiphopotamus vs. Rhymenocerous by Flight of the Conchords.
Tits Mcgee.
Turd Ferguson is forever etched in my brain.
Doug
“I’m not going to ask you to remember them all. Mostly because I don’t remember them all. Therefore, for ease of both narrative and our collective sanity, I’m going to name only the more important members of the Crow’s Song. The rest, regardless of gender, I’ll call ‘Doug.’ You’d be surprised how common the name is across worlds. Oh, some spell it ‘Dug’ or ‘Duhg,’ but it’s always around. Regardless of local linguistics, parents eventually start naming their kids Doug. I once spent ten years on a planet where the only sapient life was a group of pancakelike beings that expressed themselves through flatulence. And I kid you not—one was named Doug. Though admittedly it had a very distinctive smell attached when the word was ‘spoken.’'Doug’is the naming equivalent to convergent evolution. And once it arrives, it stays. A linguistic Great Filter; a wakeup call. Once a society reaches peak Doug, it’s time for it to go sit in the corner and think about what it has done.”
- Brandon Sanderson, Tress of the Emerald Sea
Tress of the Emerald Sea is a masterpiece, all four of the Kickstarter books are actually
Carl
Illegible Jones
Bob. Bob Loblaw, from Bob Loblaw’s Law Blog
Tina
Rusty Shackleford
Joe
Steve
Cinderella
Steeeve
