I don't normally post these publicly, but this one gives evidence to why I don't like my mom.
If you call me Sue, you are one of my current friends in the real world
If you call me tabris, you are someone from the internet.
If you call me Susan, I knew you before college.
If you call me Susan Jane, you are in my immediate family.
If you call me Susan Jane the Poopy Pain, you are my mom and I wish you'd stop calling me that in public, it was embarrassing when I was 6 and it's worse at 22.
If you call me Poochie, you are my dad. (I had a thing for Poochie toys when I was little)
If you call me Precious or Presh, you are my sister, Tine.
If you call me Red, we went to the School of Fine Arts together.
If you call me Sue-poo, you are Teagan.
If you call me Suzy, you are Billy, and if you aren't Billy, please stop I don't like being called Suzy.