Somebody just asked me this on Facebook, so I figured I'd copy/paste it here. I forgot if I've told the story of Dogysamich here. It's kinda funny. (It's better in person. :x)
Story comes from '99, when I was in 8th grade. There was a kid who just moved into my neighborhood named Tommy. Big, fat black kid. Straight nigga. Hoodrich. He was 2 years older than me (14 to my 12 at the time) and in 6th grade.
One day, we were walkin down the street, goin to my house, and he looks over and says "Ethan, ya know what? When we get to yo' house, you gon' make me a Dogysamich." I looked at him with the most puzzled look in my short life and replied ".... Nigga... what in the hell is a Dogysamich?" "NIGGA IT'S THE SAMICH, YOU GON' MAKE ME!" He blasted back.
And from then on, he just called me Dogysamich. Dogysamich, Dogysamich, Dogysamich. I thought it was retarded. But it didn't stop there. He started callin' my mom "Momma Dogy", and started callin my dad "Daddy Dogy."
Well then went on as long as I knew him, but one day we had updated AOL, and I had to get a screen name (didn't really have one at the time). My dad tells me "pick a name that's not your real name, a nickname or something."
So, I looked down at the keyboard.
"... D-O-G-Y-S-A-M-I-C-H" And thus, Dogysamich was born.
Sidenote: No, I never did make Tommy a "Dogysamich". There is also no real definition/recipe for a Dogysamich (yet). As of now, it's simply "a samich I make for myself."
Friday, September 16, 2011
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