pigeon toed mulligan, we called him. 

obviously, because he was pigeon toed.   not like when you call some giant guy “Tiny”.   This guy was really pigeon toed.  and when he he walked his head shot forward and back so he kind of looked like a pigeon or a real messed up and mutated tyrannosaurus rex.     and, mulligan, because you could never play golf with the guy without him asking if he could have a mulligan after every bad shot.   and we always said no.  so why he kept asking, who knows?   anyway. pigeon toed mulligan turned out to be a hero when he ran into a burning orphanage and saved every kid and teacher in there.   they were all sound asleep.   some kid was sneaking a smoke late at nite and passed out in bed and the place went to blazes in seconds.   pigeon was just coming back from the pool hall and saw the fire and ran in and saved them all.     he was famous after that.   but no one ever thought of a better name for him.  even he couldn’t remember his actual real name, or was happier to forget it.  he said pigeons were clever and resourceful and loved life in the city.    but, after becoming a hero, for some reason, he never asked for another mulligan.