Sometimes, it's better to pick your own trailname rather than let your buddies pick it for you.
I don't have a trail name, really. Some buddies and I went out once and thought it'd be funny to give each other crappy trail names. Nobody really liked theirs, so we had a gentleman's agreement that we'd forget the whole thing. I was pretty relieved, since the name they handed me was 'Puddin'.
In case you're wondering, the reason I was called Puddin', was because I made some pudding in a freezer bag for desert that night. It looked like a bag full of sasquatch diarrhea, so nobody would eat it except me. And dang, if it wasn't tasty!
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