Cliff: You see, Tiny, uh, you know, calling you Tiny, a guy of your, you know, girth, is what we in the comedy profession call a juxtaposition. Right? Juxtaposition! You see, it's like calling a bald guy Curly, a fat guy Slim, a tall guy...
(Waits but sees that Tiny isn't going to get it)
Cliff: ...Shorty!
Tiny: I like that. You're Smart.
Cliff: Why, thank you.
Tiny: No, that's your new nickname. Get it?
(Waits but sees that Tiny isn't going to get it)
Cliff: ...Shorty!
Tiny: I like that. You're Smart.
Cliff: Why, thank you.
Tiny: No, that's your new nickname. Get it?
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, wuz 'e?
NO!
He was a baldy waldy!
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, wuz 'e?
NO!
He was a baldy waldy!
That's me. They call me Happy Streeter. Thing is, I'm the meanest, most miserable fuck in the whole fuckin' office. I guess it's one o' them ironic nicknames you hear.
— Hardly Working Guy Ritchie Parody
Peter: Why do you always call me tiger?
Mary-Jane: Why do I...? Oh, Petey - I call you tiger 'cause you're not!
Mary-Jane: Why do I...? Oh, Petey - I call you tiger 'cause you're not!
Lost dog. One eye. Three legs. No tail. Neutered. Answers to the name "Lucky".
— A joke
"They call me "Panic" 'cause I never do."
— Panic, Ticks
Boy: You know, it's ironic that you're called "Tiny" as you're actually very large.
Tiny: Yes. Tiny likes irony.
Tiny: Yes. Tiny likes irony.
Idiot chose his nickname out of natural humility, or, perhaps simply in honor of one of Dostoyevsky's characters. In fact, he's anything but, being the most educated and well-read soldier in the Order, landing the position of Miler's right-hand man back in the Metro.
— Journal entry on Idiot, Metro Exodus
Honest John, look out for Honest John,
'Cause he's only honest by reputation.
Though you'll find him in church on Sunday,
He'll steal pennies from a blind man Monday.
Any old time that anything is gone,
Look for Honest John.
'Cause he's only honest by reputation.
Though you'll find him in church on Sunday,
He'll steal pennies from a blind man Monday.
Any old time that anything is gone,
Look for Honest John.
Brave Sir Robin ran away.
Bravely ran away away.
When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
Swiftly taking to his feet,
He beat a very brave retreat.
Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin!
Bravely ran away away.
When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
Swiftly taking to his feet,
He beat a very brave retreat.
Bravest of the brave, Sir Robin!
— Minstrel, Monty Python and the Holy Grail
