Mrs. Johnson was having her second set of twins: a boy and a girl.

Once again, she fell into a coma before delivery, so it fell to her younger brother to name the newborns. Traditionally, that job would fall to the eldest, but he had lost that privilege after naming her first set of twins Denise and Denephew. When she finally came to, she saw her brother standing by her bedside, holding her children.

“What did you name the boy?” she asked.

“Dixon.”

Finally, she thought, a reasonable name for her son. “And what is the girl’s name?”

“Dixoff.”

What do you think?

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