I just remembered that you wanted to call your future son “Jofus.” The exact reason why is unknown now, but I feel like it had something to do with either Arrested Development or a tie-in with Joseph while being more unique. I was vehemently opposed to naming your poor child Jofus because that would rhyme with Doofus and he would never hear the end of it. You didn’t back down on insisting it was a great name, so my suggested solution was to give him the nickname of Achilles. That way, at least he could channel some strength in a manly man name when his Auntie was around.
I guess I’ve always had an affinity for Greek warrior names. In that nostalgic way, we will never know now which name or what kind of person your child would have grown up to be.
