Bizzle
Tuesday, April 4th, 2006, 8:45 AM
QUOTE (ajs510 @ Tuesday, April 4th, 2006, 12:35 PM)

The story behind Billy Bizzle is great, but you really have to meet Peter to get full effect. I made him tell me during a break last week.
This is true, you ****eringers won't truly appreciate it if I just tell it to you.
But I will anyways.
Back in high school, I was easily the biggest 9th grader ever. I was a hulking 5'2, 90 lb machine. I got called up to Varsity swimming during the season, but I was the only freshman to do so. In our school district, the high school is separate from the 9th grade school, so I knew noone on the team at all. Naturally, I am scared shitless. I basically didn't speak for about 2 months every day at 3 hour practice, mainly because I was afraid of being pounded. If I said more than 3 words in a given day, I was feeling talkative. Naturally, none of the older guys could remember my name. They called me random stuff (like you as in "Hey, you" or little guy, as in "hey, little guy") until one day, I was in the swimmer hallway being my nerdly self and getting a head start on homework before practice. Our best sprinter, named Gavin, walked around the corner into the hallway, pointed at me, and said "Billy Bob." I looked up and the name stuck. I later found out that he stole the name from the movie Varsity Blues, from the lineman.
Fast forward about 3 or 4 years. Myself, a buddy of mine, and my brother are in our basement one random afternoon drinking some beer and watching some random TV. We stumble across the greatness known as Doggy Fizzle Televizzle, which is easily one of the best shows MTV has ever put on. We start using -izzle on the end of every word, like "Yo, go get me some pretzizzles" or "Yo, that chick has nice breastizzles." One of the other two said, "Yo, Billy Bizzle, go get me some beerizzle" and the name just sort of stuck.
Now, most guys that I know call me just Bizzle, whereas some girls call me Pete, some Petey, and some Bizzle.