Do you know the story of the boy named Bonnie?

There once was a boy named Bonnie who was constantly harassed for his goofy name. He thought he was doomed to never find love because of it, but one day, he met a beautiful girl who didn’t care, and they fell in love, got married, and had a child, a beautiful baby girl. But Bonnie was worried. “What if I give her a terrible name?” So he let his wife pick the name, and she named the girl Love. Unfortunately, Love was constantly ridiculed for her name, just like Bonnie had been, until she couldn’t take it anymore. One day, at 16, after years of humiliation, Love came home with a loaded revolver. Bonnie was the only one home because his wife had gone out for groceries. Love kicked open the front door, revolver raised, and yelled, “Who named me? WHO NAMED ME?” Bonnie loved his wife very much and would do anything to protect her, so he took the blame. “It was me. I named you.” BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Love blasted 3 bullets into Bonnie’s chest and then ran off. As Bonnie lay there, blood seeping into the carpet, his wife came home. Shocked, she dropped the groceries and held Bonnie as he died. “What happened, Bonnie, oh my god!?” And with his last remaining breath he whispered into her ear: “Shot through the heart, and you’re to blame. Darling, you gave Love a bad name.”

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