JSA
I lead back packing trips many years ago. Campers chose their own nicknames.
The names were alway unfortunately appropriate. The clueless girl “mist.”
The ridiculous tightass “forge.”
(No jokes).

The funny thing is that the camper that chose the name was always oblivious to the other meanings.

The other day you said someone else was a sheep not a sheep dog.

Implying you are a sheep dog.

But like a stupid dog, you missed the other implications.

I am not smart.

But you definitely aren’t either.

Oh well good dog. Will go to dog heaven.