When angels overeat at the baby soul buffet, do they burp the alphabet? No. They burp my name. No font can capture it, not even WingDings. Pronounced "breerurrgur" in the holy tongue, the name means "daddy's gem." What? Why? you ask. Because I poop rhinestones. And rhinestones are heaven's bacon bits, and evidently are a delicious topping for baby souls. So there you go.
