For some reason my husband is a little irritated with me at the moment. Something about a nickname I pinned on him that the girls now call him often.
The name I said to him without even thinking one day is Dadarrhea.
I tell him. “Hey it’s a very clever nickname, catchy and cute, and how many nicknames come with their own song?” He is not amused. I felt bad and stopped calling him that but guess what? like most bad nicknames it has stuck. The kids wear devilish grins on there faces while saying the name like they are sneaky and clever. I can’t help but giggle uncontrollably while thinking of that horribly nasty song that I sang at the top of my lungs as child. Did you know there is a whole website devoted to that song and all of the different lyrics. Word to the wise, read on an empty stomach.
I did have my fair share of nicknames back in the day. In Elementary School it was Pilgrim for some odd reason and while not too offensive it drove me crazy. In high school one of them was barfy, Horrible right? I’ll spare you the details.
Because I do want to redeem myself here are some positive lyrics to the iconic Diarrhea tune that I wrote myself. Hope this helps hon!
He is really really great. Only him we appreciate Dadarrhea, Dadarrhea
He always helps us out, and he never screams and shouts Dadarrhea Dadarrhea
He fixes up the house and he’ll even trap a mouse Dadarrea, Dadarrhea
We hope he loves his life even with me as his wife Dadarrea, Dadarrea