The tale unfolded around a pregnant woman who fell into a coma. When she finally awoke, she was met with a startling revelation—she had given birth to twins, a baby boy and a baby girl. However, the nurse had some unsettling news for her. The nurse informed the new mother, "Your brother has already named your children."
The new mother's face contorted with dread and curiosity as she braced herself for her brother's unique taste in names. 'Oh no, what has he bestowed upon my innocent babies?' she quivered, fearing the worst.
"The girl's name is Deniece," replied the nurse.
The new mother's face lit up with relief and joy upon hearing a name she found beautiful. Feeling optimistic, she asked, "And what is my little boy's name?"
The nurse caught between amusement and disbelief, hesitated before delivering the final blow. 'Denephew,' she finally uttered, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, as if even she couldn't fathom the absurdity of the name.
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I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago, but I admire the sadism. -- Wednesday Adams, Wednesday