G. It reminds me of turkeys (gobble, gobble.) And gangsters. You know, the Gs. My brother would always take the first letter of our name and the add the word 'dog' to the end. I was 'roy-dog'. One of my sisters call me roy, so there you go. My sister Jenny was J-dog. We are officially a gang of siblings. Pretty darn threatening. Straight up G!
That last sentence just made me feel awkward. Honestly, I don't really know what to think when I think of the letter 'G'. I suppose I think about the word great. Yup, that's it.
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