Going through foreign disseration microfiche at work:
One Ms. Doudoulacaci.
One Mr. Douioui.
There’s my potty humor for the week.
I knew a woman who’s first name was Pacification.
I don’t know if she’s still there but one of the animal trainers at the NYC Aquarium was Allison Seacat.
One of my friends has a physician named Doctor Mailman.
A girl at my primary school was called Jenny Taylor. I’ve only just got it…
I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s worth saying again: At work, I’ve got a Funny Names List. It’s going on 120 + names by now, BUT …
Two weeks ago, we all had to sign confidentialty agreements, staing that we won’t release our clients names or take sensitive work home with us.
Fuck it.
Had two wonderful first names recently: Demon and Sizzley. We’ve also got folk with the names Looney and Data. How about if your name was Porn?
Cripes, I wish I could share more!
Sincerely,
Flyer R. Symplectic
Don’t know about the lead singer of Korn (or his kid), but I know someone through work whose first name is Pirate.
Yours truly,
Viennese P. Hitachi
According to People magazine, Pirate Howsmon Davis is indeed the full name of the younger son of the Korn frontman.
For my spam name, I got a fairly legitimate-sounding moniker – Jason B. Mercuric. Could be of Serbian extraction, or an update of Jack B. Nimble of nursery-rhyme fame. “Jason B. Mercuric, Jason B. Thrills, Jason B. Sells You
V!agr@ Pills!”
I don’t know if they’re male or female, but I ran across a study authored by a person whose name happens to be Mi Suk Yu.
There’s a kid at the camp where I work names Ace of Spades Black. “Ace of Spades” is his first name, and “Black” is the last.
He goes by “Ace.”
Just call me Patriotic G. Unchristian!
But even if you have a dopey first name, you can always just go by your middle name instead!
Or not.
The cashier at the grocery store had a name tag that said “BRITANNY”. It was made from those stick-on letters and they were all run-together so I had to squint and make a face to read it right. I said:
“Bri-TAN-nee. Well that’s an unusual name (smile).”
“It’s BRIT-nee” she said, with an eye roll and a heaping helping of attitude. I wondered if she knew she had misspelled her own name or if she was just trying to be cute with some new made-up version of an existing name. I decided not to press my luck any further by asking.
When I got home I discovered two of my yogurts were smashed open at the bottom of one of the bags.
Seriously? I wonder if the parents even know what the word means.
I still don’t get it.
Sounds roughly like “genitalia”. Wonder if she married a guy named Mike Hunt…
I was reading Airman magazine the other day, and came across near perfection. An officer. Major Roger Redwood.
Major Redwood. Major Roger. Roger Redwood. Major. Roger. Redwood.
Hunny, let’s git on down to the lady doctor and getcher Jenny Taylor checked up!
genitalia
My grandfather’s middle name was Fozdick. He had the good sense and kindheartedness to give my uncle the same middle name.
My mom went to elementary school with a kid named Maury Washam. They made up a Knock Knock joke based on his name:
Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Maury Washam!
Maury Washam who?
Maury Washam, cleaner he gets!
I ran across the name of a local attorney today … Sepptimous Taylor.
I know a girl called Pie. Seriously. She’s a great girl, but I don’t see her too often. I just don’t feel comfortable with the, ‘Hi, Pie!’.
Reminds me of a friend who told me how her receptionist could barely contain her snickering when relaying the message, “Candy, Cookie called.”
Sincerely,
Synchronism H. Bugaboo