When my grand-grandfather finally discovered what the amulet was doing, he bargained it for two hundred sixteen gallons of hot chicken soup, and our clan became known as the Chickenslayers
I was born more or less three centuries and forty-seven years ago, from a mighty warrior and the best trainer of racing flying squirrel of all the county. When I was born, relatives came from all around the Earth to give me a name, so I became Gimble Sindri Namfoodle Skidlethan Misher Crumpty Elbergheminster Hideltempelton Gworty Samblycant Heisengospel Brindergont Shinckleberg Dooterbis McCullingsterson Spookenvillian Ghinsterlblastenkainenvillerman Bob Neptunsander Kerrtalminster Gwart Gwart Histelmunch De Vito III