Glynny Leigh the Fuzzy Flea is what my dad has always called me.

I actually have a poem about my nickname floating around various parts of the county...

Glynny Leigh the fuzzy flea
Sat on top of a coconut tree
She sat all day till she got fried
Then oh! no!
Poor Glynny Leigh died!

That and G, G-unit, Glynn, Glynn-ass, and Glynn Leigh.