THE McJAGGER

[Scene: A Sunday. Mom, Dad, and my seventeen-year-old brother are seated at the dinner table. Dinner is being consumed. Somehow Mick Jagger comes up in conversation.]

Brother: pauses, then says "Wait. The name 'Mick Jagger' is two words?"

Parents: Stare at him, Mom with a fork stopped in midair, Dad mid-chew.

Mom: (incredulously) "Yeah...Mick—space—Jagger. First name Mick, last name Jagger. Didn't you know that?"

Brother: (somehow more incredulously) "Ohhhhh. I always thought it was one word, like McJagger. Like he was Irish or a hamburger at McDonalds or something."

Parents: Erupt into laughter.

And then when they told me about it, I became a volcano of laughter too. 

So naturally, I had to draw me a McJagger. You're welcome:

Only £5 at your friendly neighborhood McDonalds (only served in UK locations).