So you want to know about my nickname, eh?
Well, there's not much to this story. I still can't believe
that someone actually showed up to read this, I thought that people would
just skip over it. It has nothing to do with my real name (ie, my last name
isn't Bergenstein). Here it goes...
It came about one party a few years ago where they were giving
away free hamburgers. Of course I was hungry (and a little drunk) so I ate what I could, which came
out to be about 11 burgers, that and a little under a case of beer. So I
got the nickname Burger. It died quickly over the summer and only a few
people called me it after that. But then I moved to go to university and
the name caught on again. So there is the story, not really a great story and
I am far from being a good storyteller, so there.....
In the words of Red Green:
If the girls don't find ya handsome, they should at least find
you handy!