I have an I. P. Freely example, IRL!!!!

It’s only his last name that works, but it is very rarely that I can mention my favorite author for the first time to someone and not garner a reaction: Michael Moorcock

I once made some boyscout nametags up for a scoutmaster, and one of those poor kids was named Peter Cocks. Not even Cox, straight up Cocks.

I used to work with a guy whose brother was named that. There’s a Michael Hunt Drive near my work in El Monte, CA.

I also worked with a guy named Fig Newton. I don’t know if he was born with that name, but that’s what his drivers license said.

On the directory in front of an apartment building in a Chinese neighborhood I saw King Kong Dong listed.

There was (is?) a libertarian politician in San Diego named Dick Ryder. He was always running for office but never seemed to win.

And then there was the burial permit I once saw for poor old Fanny Rash. I guess it got the best of her.

While working as the triage nurse for an ER up in Seattle I had to call out patient’s names to let them know they were next to be seen by the doctor. It was interesting calling for Mr. Harry Arms as well as Mr. Santa Claus. Both of these gentleman garnered ALOT of attention when I asked for them to come be assessed in the triage room. Santa Claus had a real license and everything and I was disappointed that he lived in WA and not the North Pole. Bummer.

“Cook Pu? Is there a Cook Pu here?”

I recently came across someone named Sawyer Dickey. (Did not! Did too!)

Also a police officer with the last name Jerkofski.

Also Haohang Wang and Houzhu Wang.

What about former WADA (world anti-doping association) president Dick Pound? No fooling!

Our most prominent local urologist is named Dr. Dick Tapper. Seriously. My friend wrote a limerick…

Dick Tapper the fine urologist
For his name was no apologist
But his mother and dad
Were both very glad
He did not become a proctologist.

I know a woman whose (married) name is Sandy Seaman.

I once shipped a package to a Penny Farthing. I truly hope that was her real name.

Driving round the South of England I regularly saw vans from a local contracting firm owned by a B.J. Champion.

We once printed business cards for someone named Parley Gates.

Some of these don’t work for me since hawk doesn’t sound the same as hock, and Harry doesn’t sound the same as hairy.

And I’ve never heard the “leg in” expression either (NE US).

I’ve posted this before, but if you needed a vasectomy, would you go to Dr. Dick Chopp?

No joke- he has an office here in Austin. And one of his partners is named “Hitt.” (Hitt and Chopp… yeah, THOSE are good names for a guy working down there!)

http://www.urologyteam.com/our-doctors

I wish the OP would explain why Ivana Legin is funny.

I keep hearing these stories that it’s a Middle Eastern name of some sort, but I can’t find any definitive confirmation. And nobody in the Social Security Death Index with that name seems to have died yet. Does anybody have an explanation? Is it actually one transliteration of a Middle Eastern name? The version I heard (from my friend’s mother, who is a nurse, saying she delivered a “Shithead” pronounced “Shuh-tay-uh”) I’m not really convinced of, either, even though I have no reason to disbelieve this person.

I first heard the claim of a black child named Shithead (shuh-thee-ud) a little over 20 years ago. When I was in high school about 30 years ago, I also heard the claim of twin black brothers at another school named Orangejello and Lemonjello. Both of these are mentioned in the snopes article I posted earlier. I’ve alway considered them to be apocryphal.

The homecoming queen my junior year of high school was named Ammonia.

I also went to school with a young man named Lavender Green.

(the yearbook is on line)

As I explained in the OP*, at least here in Australia, wanting a ‘leg in’ is a euphemism for wishing to bed someone.

Hence, Ivana (I want a) Legin (leg in)…oh, never mind.

Ah. It was: 1. In small type, and 2. Hard to tell if it was a regionalism, or your own coinage.
But thanks for clarifying.

Sorry, I usually don’t read the tiny print at the bottom.