m0rtim0r
A man so endowed he could start a religion and call it The Church of M0rtim0r.
My teacher told me I was a m0rtim0r. I failed math, but I’m not sorry.
My dad told my mom he was a m0rtim0r. She left him. For good.
My friend’s dog barked at him like he was a m0rtim0r. It was epic.