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A Rose by any other name…

August 7, 2008

Got chatting to a mate the other day about nicknames and realise that I’ve not actually blogged about how I got the name Badger Madge. How rude of me. So after over two years of kind of keeping up this blog, I think it’s high time that I share with you the history of the name.

But not before I’ve had some fun first.

A prize* to the best suggestion of how I got the nickname Badger Madge (clue, it was awarded at uni).

Oh, and may I take this opportunity to belatedly thank The Lovely Mr Dave Tupper™ for designing my fabulous new banner. He’s a rather talented chappie (and rather sexy too). There. Happy?

*Prize subject to status and whether I can be arsed to find something that’s actually any good. Those readers who actually know the real reason are not permitted to spoil it for others by entering (but may suggest red herrings if they so desire).

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18 Comments leave one →
  1. John Q Wagonwheel permalink
    August 7, 2008 3:04 pm

    Are multiple suggestions allowed?

  2. August 7, 2008 3:10 pm

    Of course! A scattergun approach is always the best way to enter comps I find…

  3. John Q Wagonwheel permalink
    August 7, 2008 3:29 pm

    As you made and erotic leer when mentioning University, I’m guessing it might have been

    A.) Because, in the name of experimentation you’d have your nose in an earthy brown hole before you can say ‘rectal raid’

    B.) You used to eat the college hedgehogs

    C.) You grew your sideburns into black streaks across your face, to forward socialism.

    D.) You were nocturnal, out all night every night drinking and ended up with black eyes from tiredness in lectures.

  4. John Q Wagonwheel permalink
    August 7, 2008 3:30 pm

    made an erotic leer*

    in the name of experimentation,*

    I’m typing well today.

  5. August 7, 2008 3:31 pm

    D is close. Ish. But not for the Badger part of it…

  6. John Q Wagonwheel permalink
    August 7, 2008 3:49 pm

    You were out every night drinking…and you used to drink some drink called ‘badger’?

  7. August 7, 2008 3:52 pm

    “But not the Badger part of it…”

  8. John Q Wagonwheel permalink
    August 7, 2008 4:21 pm

    “D is close” ah. As in ‘close to the truth’, nout to do with winning this fabulous prize (is it a car by the way? I think it’s a car)?

  9. August 7, 2008 4:40 pm

    a) You live within the walls of a fictional school, munching on mash potato, talking to mice-folk and middle-aged janitors that are definitely paedophiles.

    b) You’re a stumpy, boring entrepreneur that spends her time trying to palm people foldable bicycles.

    c) You watched classic Look and Read series ‘Badger Girl’ right through childhood, adolescence and through to your early twenties. People got worried when you started smelling of shit and telling people ‘a dik can be a dike with me’ (which almost worked as a gag).

  10. August 7, 2008 4:55 pm

    ..or…at uni…because she spent so much of the taxpayers’ money (all so she can flower articles about celebs and puppies) she had an A604 supply of roadkill and a small gas stove to nourish her. Wild times?

    I really wanna win this.

  11. August 7, 2008 5:28 pm

    anything to do with topiary of le genitalia?

  12. August 12, 2008 2:05 pm

    what a tease. typical woman. Im off.

    *crosses arms in a cute yet, for human females, strangely seductive way – then leaves *

  13. August 13, 2008 4:02 pm

    Gawd, those are so cool I’m not sure the truth will measure up…

  14. August 13, 2008 7:33 pm

    the truth never measures up. youre a woman, you should know that.

  15. October 16, 2008 9:11 am

    OK.

    It’s actually very boring: during freshers’ week at uni we went out so much that i lost my voice. Someone said I sounded like Madge off Neighbours and the name stuck.

    One of our friends was always v miserable, going on and on about things being “shit as a badger’s arse” etc, so we styarted calling each other badger… Then we started collecting badger stuff and it all culminated in RAG week when we dressed as badgers (I made the costumes). It rocked.

    We were: Badger Madge, Badger Erin, Badger Ben, Badger Dick and Badger Liz…

  16. daveselectricblanket permalink
    October 16, 2008 9:38 am

    Well, that settles that then. Finally!

    Imagine being called Badger Dick….

  17. October 16, 2008 9:44 am

    Well that was Lou’s nickname and we pronounced it: Deeeeaaayyyyk.

  18. daveselectricblanket permalink
    October 16, 2008 10:13 am

    Oh, you can’t beat the inapproachable humour of the fresher student.

    We called a guy Mr Gravy (because we saw him order gravy)…and stuck a sign on his door saying Mr Gravy’s Roost (well, I did it using some Sun Newspaper promotion that had sticky letters).

    Some randomer changed it to Mr Rape, and everyone thought it was me. It wasn’t.

    ‘That’s,like, not cool to joke about Dave. That, like, affects people’.

    Sods.

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