Pretty much my favorite thing to do around the apartment is to sit around and invent new nicknames and different ways to address the resident monster-slash-dog, Luca.
There's the simple yet effective: "Luccccaaaaaaa."
My favorite way of greeting him however is (and in my best James Earl Jones impression, which would actually make it possibly the WORST impression of him in the entire world): "Luca...I am your fathaaa."
Seriously, this is so fun to say. Try it.
"LUCA..I AM YOUR FATHA."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."
The other derivative to this is to say, "Luke...[pause]-a, I am your fatha."
The other day though, I came up with a new variation: Luca Fiasco. Gangsta, right?
