Worked with a bloke called Zipper he would pants anything that climed into his sleeper cab .
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Worked with a bloke called Zipper he would pants anything that climed into his sleeper cab .
I finished university with specialty engineer technologist of fermentation processes. All my friends started to call me wine maker after my work on winery.
Cmon people wine maker needs a bit of help here thats not up there ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?Quote:
Originally Posted by Wine_maker
As kids growing up, we had a Macedonian man live across the road and he practically gave a nickname to every kid in the street.
So I really don't know how he came up with the name. MEGOMONSTER.
others in the street were
CHIKO to the younger Russian brother.
OZZY to the older Russian brother.
MANIAC to one of the twins
PSYCHO to the other twin
MECHANIC to my neighbour.
ZANK to my brother
Stevo is my name and gq is wat I drive lol back in high school they called me lifo because I looked like another lifo from thomastown, yeah not that intresting
cheers stevo.
Grumpy **** (At times) makes me growl at people
Sent from the crapper while on tappa
Lonicus is just an extension of Lon, which I picked up years ago from computer gaming. Had to go with Lonicus here because it wouldn't let me register Lon :p
SPARTACUS no dont have one
"Three dogs" cause at the time I had 3 dogs
Ah big Jack, miss him, best man stopper ever
Macca86- my surname is Macdonald also just plain macca was used at school.
Nugget- work name as i am as broad as am I tall
Scuba steve- 3 jobs ago as I was known to do a bit of muff diving in the single days
also had small stints at shoulders and Carl Webb.
Cuppa. Rode motorcycles (mainly Triumphs) most of my life until a few years ago (still have two Trumpys). All the blokes in Australia who I rode with (Triumphs & Harley riders) were drinkers, so when away on a 'run' stopping points were inevitably pubs. I drink very little alcohol, often not at all, & after walking into one particular pub & asking for a coffee, & subsequently being berated by a grumpy landlord who reminded me loudly that I was in a pub not a bloody milk bar, my mate 'Gorgy' (short for Gorganzola - don't ask) a bloke short in stature only, with a big voice & a big reputation (a Jack Russell with a heart of gold) yelled out across the bar ”Oi Cuppa, just 'ave a bladdy bee-er!” This was about 15 years ago. The name stuck & I quite like it. If you meet me in person I answer as readily to Cuppa as I do to my given name, in fact I prefer it.
Cuppa