Back in the late 80s, I was in year four. I went to a school with a guy named BJ. I’m not sure if that was the guy’s initials. I’d imagine he would have asked people to stop calling him BJ after it became the colloquial term for a head job. But there still would have been some old mate showing up every now and again saying, “Hey BJ, how you going?”

I think there’s something in that for all of us, don’t you?

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