Talk about unappealing . . . there is a restaurant here on the beach called Dirty Dick’s Crab House. Their slogan is “I Got My Crabs From Dirty Dick’s”.
Bleh, indeed.
It’s a worthwhile buy! That stuff is awesome! Stings a little, but if you have dry, cracked hands, that stuff is no joke. Well, okay, it is a joke, but it works well, too. 
It was a source of much amusement to us ladies dealing with cardboard boxes constantly at the factory.
“Ow!” we’d say.
“Shove this in your crack!” they’d reply.
Good times.
Here in Jackson we have one Paul Flood … …
Realtor.
I mean really, after Katrina and all, let’s don’t use the F-word, mmmmmkay?
I got a guffaw from the guys at my Hubby’s work . . they were teasing about his ‘manliness’
I says, it’s written right there on the side of his work truck (he’s Superintendent of Vehicles) … Major Equipment. 
Just drove by this yesterday while going through IN. I really got the vibe that they have no sense of irony about it, even as I passed the
YOU’RE IN RAPER COUNTRY!
billboard.
Interestingly, my Japanese SO and I were vacationing in Mexico recently. We came upon a billboard advertising BIMBO bread. She started giggling and said that in Japanese ”ビンボウ” (bimbou) means “poverty, destitute, poor.”
Saw a truck not too long ago with the “TWO GUYS AND A TRUCK” company name emblazoned on it.
Right behind it was another such truck.
They always were called “Ayds” (and never an acronym). The rise of AIDS didn’t seem to hurt sales in the begining, but they were hurting even before then, and went out of business in the late 80s.
**Dicks Sporting Goods ** also struck me as an odd choice. I can hear the employees describe how they enjoy working for Dicks.
Also the **Siemens Corporation ** obviously found no objections to any juvenile connections with their name.
Now if these two planned a merger, then…oh never mind.
When I worked for construction, one of the John Deere competitors was Ingersollrand which always looked like a bad Scrabble rack to me.
It’s still around, and I always pictured a cow pie covered with morning dew when I see that name. There is also a company in the same area calledAsplundh. Which I, of course, pronounce as Ass Plunder. I think that is what butt pirates do, ass plunder.
Someone opened a record store here called “WTF Records.” I didn’t think much of it until I was babysitting a five year old who was learning how to read right and she asked me “Tasha, what does double-you tee eff spell?”
Not only did I have to give her an impromptu less on acronyms, I had to lie and tell her it stood for the owner’s names’. 
~Tasha
I’d never given it a second thought, but when passing a home improvement store an acquaintence from England found it hilarious that we had a store named “Me nards”.
Annie writes:
Science Fiction/fantasy writer Jack Chalker wrote a series of books about a fictional company called “G.O.D., Inc.” The premise is that this interdimensional delivery service is responsible for the cheap stuff you see advertised on late-night TV and the like. (Did you think Ronco and K-Tel stuff really originated ion Earth?). I forget what the initials stood for, but it wasn’t “Guaranteed Overnight Delivery”. Chalker was apparently unaware of the real company of that name.
One day he was waiting at a traffic light, and a G.O.D. truck pulled up next to him. As he told it, he almost had a heart attack. Probbably followed by wondering if some fans had arranged the Mother of All Practical Jokes on him.
They’re not “local”, by the way – they’re up here in New England, too. And Chalker lived in Maryland, I think.
Buffalo Sanitary Wipers. Doesn’t that conjure up a nice image? Especially when the sign features the silhouette of a bison? Maybe the wipers have been used to clean up A. Dewey Pyle or two as well.
Actually it’s the name of a commercial laundry near downtown Seattle.
My current employer is Mac & Jac.
The name comes from unusual diminiutive forms of the owners’ two daughters, but to me it sounds like Macaroni and Jack Cheese as it might appear on the menu of one of those restaurants that tries too hard to be fun. (But their kit is better than the name might lead one to believe, at least. :D)
A. Duie Pyle is a trucking company based in West Chester, PA (not York).
And, yes, Pennsylvania has its fair share of cow pastures.
Robin