I’d love it you’d name a few. I like games you can get lost in for hours and always looking for others I may have missed.
I’d love it you’d name a few. I like games you can get lost in for hours and always looking for others I may have missed.
My father went to high school with someone whose last name was Butts. His parents named him Harold and called him, and thus his friends called him, Harry. I always kind of thought it was a tall tale until my father showed me his high school yearbook one day And there was a picture of Harry Butts.
I always kind of wanted to meet this man and his wife and ask her if he lived up to his name.
Not exactly the same, but suggests probably it would not turn out well. https://thebrain.mcgill.ca/flash/capsules/histoire_bleu06.html