Where do forum names come from

Sorry about this...decided against this and tried to delete but it went through by mistake...I apologise.

Want to have a guess at mine?

Chippo...a chip off the old block? or a chip on your shoulder? or a bunker shot specialist?

LOL which one hahaha

Crusaderfan...very original...haha

Beeno...often referred  to as Hasbeeno...is he passed his best or is it Neverbeeno???.

Just Win...aka Dr Win; A wandering kiwibird that is embarrassed by the way in which the AB's put cricket scores up against opposition...he wants them to "just win" only...his wish came true once in a his own country...when 1 point win against France in the WC final satisfied him because Beeno said it should have been "just lose" Bahaha haha

Clean Cut...is he a clean cut young man who wears a suit...I think not. I think he shaves all his hair off or he might be a skin head that is circumcised...lolz

Plum...not sure what this represents...sounds a bit rude to me or maybe it's dead-centre or maybe he just likes the fruit plums or the colour? It could be that simple!

Saffex: An expat Saffa that lived in Essex, now in Suffolk...quite appropriate...always very predictable.

Cloudy: A lady that lives with her head in the clouds, especially when it comes to the Blues or maybe it's because her land is often referred as "The land of the long white cloud".

Draad; Afrikaans word for fence...remains often as moderate...maybe he humours himself as a fence sitter.

Rooinek : A Saffa who identifies himself with Wales but lives in Joburg. Aka as Rooiaas, Redneck, Rooitwit by some posters. His best friend is Beeno who he calls Bobbejano (sic) and Seb who he ingenously calls Substantialbull (sic) and poor Ol; Mozart, Moffie. He is a very bitter and caustic poster...identifies himself with a chilli (Jalapeno) and a kindly old Pommie military leader, Lord Kitchener.

Some names are a mystery but some just call themselves by their actual names...Mike (Clever), Becs and Denny (probably Dennis).

Seb, funny enough , my nick has nothing to do with fence sitting, although it might seem so at times. There's a stupid student-day drinking night missadventure attached to the choice of nick, which evolved to my current handle. I've used it in curren t form for about 10 years, so I'm not prepared to change it now. 

Chippo's fantasy team's name should be "The Penis Pumps" ... and his forum name should be "The Dreaded Droop".

Sorry ... couldn't resist.

Draad ... I thought it had something to do with being an electrician.

DB + DRAAD = Sparky.

Why CC, why?
You keep walking into the same argument / discussion.

Are you still bitter over my treatment of your mom?

I gave her the best I could.

Haaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaaa!!

With what, Droopy?

Never mind ... I don't want to know anymore of your sad sorrowful tale.

Wanted to call myself (SuperheroLegendGiantBicepsAmazingWarriorGeniusAlphaMasterWarriorGenius1.1Genius1.2&Genius2.0) ) but it didn't fit in the box and if i couldn't put all my titles on there, well everything else is just fruit salad.

@plum

you harp on the word genius quite a bit.

Do you have an inferiority complex?

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahaaa!!!

Die kop ... hy ra as!!

You are seriously not well.

My kids gave me my online nick when they first got me on the net .its Wardad as in " what did you do in the war Dad ?"

Crusaders fan is obviously a fan of religious fanatics in chaimail sticking sharp objects into people while on their summer hols.

True Wardad nothing like a crusade to murder the heathens, very fitting  analogy actually considering how often we have murdered the Saffas on the rugby field. If the original Crusaders had done as well as us there wouldn't be any Muslims left in the world.

"What did you do in the war,Daddy?"...lol

Some questions like this asked by kids aren't easy to answer at least not truthfully , Wardad.

Incidentally did you see service...where Afganistan, Iraq, Vietnam ? Were NZ'ers/Australians employed there...yes I think some were.

Amazingly most kids are fascinated with war and soldiers and sea and air combat...I certainly was...my late dad was involved in the desert against Rommel and was wounded when his convoy was attacked by Stukas...he was only 18 when that happened and was sent home wounded...he never went back...he was lucky...it probably saved his life but he served as guard the rest of the war in an Italian Prisoner of War camp in Pietermaritzburg. He had scars from bullets that fascinated me as a child...I thought he was a hero but he said he was not...he was indeed fortunate and never impaired as a lot of his fellow soldiers were.

@ Cera

Too right man. Too bloody right.

The whole medal for competing culture. All the parents of the kids who didn't win the race ganging up on the parent of the child who DID and demanding that their children receive the same level of reward as the winner.

The net result being that winning means nothing and it also takes nothing to win.

Its amazing how we've almost come full circle in completely ignoring every natural and proven rule for progress in the universe.

This happens when the masses start ruling the roost. A major collapse is the only way to stop the spiral of madness. Hard times ahead for the whole world. The way things are going is not sustainable. 

Hey Seb interesting thread .I was deployed to East Timor ,Baidoa and as part of the Aussie contingent of UNPROFOR in the Middle East.

Yeah Seb byour old Dad was in the SA 2 div mob ? 

A mate of mine told me about his Dad who was skinny dipping in the ocean near Tobruk when a Stuka dived down ,leveled off and had them in his sights with not so much as a handkerchief for protection .Resigned to their fate they just gave him the "V" sign when the long glass canopy slid back and a black gauntlet ed  hand thrust out the cockpit and started waving at them !

Guess that pilot a a sense of sportsmanship about him eh ? 

My Grand dad joined up in 1939 and was in the Western Desert from 1940 to 1943,they sent him home but he rejoined under another name so he could get into the Maori Batallion.He finished his war in Trieste in 1945 and got home in 1946 at the ripe old age of 24 having been only 17 when he joined up.