I will never forget the day my waitress' name was Katie, spelled K-A-Y-T-E-I-G-H. I felt my soul try to flee my body in that split second I glanced at her name tag. I felt so bad for her that I tipped her 10 on a $20 tab. I hope you're doing well out there, Kayteigh.
You think that is bad my youngest brother first born was named after the girls boyfriend who she cheated on my brother with. His name is Airwick. Hand to God the poor kid is named after an air freshener.
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