Every single one of their top celebrities went by only one name, as some of ours do today in the modern times. Like take this guy who went by the name of Euripedes, one of their top playwrighter guys from the theater. You could think of Euripedes as a David Mamet-type of his day but without all the dirty focking language. Well, focking swell. And to think Eurip' wrote that before the trouser was even discovered.
Chances are pretty damn good pop's a heck of wreck through good intentions only.
If you're too focking cheap to spring for some kind of gift for the old fart, how 'bout at least making a homemade card. I even got a nice sentiment you can write down in it. Happy Father's Day.