Explosive New Name

(My friend walks into work crying. She is the only woman in the office and the other guys run away.)

Friend: “My fiancé, that meanie! He says I have to take his name. I don’t wanna! My initials are TTT. That’s T cubed, Triple T. I have monogrammed towels!”

Me: “Well, the solution is simple; you hyphenate and he buys you new towels.”

Friend: *squealing* “Oh, my god, it’s TNT! I gotta make a call!”

(She comes back 10 minutes later singing “I’m TNT; I’m dynamite!”

Coworker: “You created a monster…”

(She sang the song at their wedding reception.)