Back in the day, when I first joined up, I couldn't afford all the letters in the alphabet... its not like it is now.
I spent countless hours in the very early morn, breaking into houses, stealing treasures and ham. Spending dark and dusty hours in the coal mines, until I could scrounge enough money to buy the letters that make up "BigAdd"
However on one of my travels, I came across a capital "Q" just lying in the snow.
In a flash, I grabbed it, tucked it into my miners overalls and set course to the local shop.
I timidly approached the shopkeeper. He was a large man, red cheeked and plump, carried a tattered ball of string under his left arm. Nobody knew why.
The floorboards creaked as I edged close to the counter, the round faced man growing ever larger with each step.
I ruffled through my overalls and slid the letter into view.
A small grin crossed his large face. With a grunt, He waddled over to the far end of the shop, the boards moaning under his feet.
A jar of 1930's imitation pebbles, made from oak. How did he know?
I asked for "n" amount of imitation pebbles. With that, the large man intricately studied and tweaked a large pair of brass scales, slowly tipping in pebble after pebble.
Tied in a large paper bag, the pebbles were in my grasp. As I moved for the door, the shopkeeper issued a loud hiss. I had forgotten my change!
With a clang, he opened the till and took out a "g".
Its with that spare g, I created the name "BiggAdd".
The End.