Went school with a Leonard Denny. Went by Lenny.
My sister worked with Peter Ennis.
P. Ennis.
I knew a Glasscock once - nice guy. We could always see him coming.
Doctor Doom. Too bad his first name’s Travis.
I worked with Sharon Kuzy (and it didn’t used to mean a beer can holder).
I knew a guy named 'David Davis," but everybody called him by his nickname “Buster.”
There’s a realtor in Vancouver named Michael D. Andruff. Why he elects to use his middle initial, I have no idea.
We have neighbors whose last name is Schmuck. They are never mentioned without someone remarking what schmucks they are. 
When I worked part time for an insurance a long time ago, we came across a woman named Fanny Greaser. I can only surmise that her parents had a cruel sense of humor.
But a quick google turned up seven of 'em.
How could any parent do that to an innocent baby?
My home town had, as many do, a little page for announcing the births, deaths, and marriages, and, as is also common, some families put more of those announcements in than others. One family were the Squeeks, one were the Squelches.
So to my delight there were was one the announcement of the forthcoming ‘Squelch-Squeak marriage between Anastasia Squelch and somebody of a less noteworthy name Squeak.’ 
That reminds me - when I was at the baby clinic a few weeks after my daughter was born, I met one of the women who’d given birth on the same day as me. I’d known that their surname was Weston and they were undecided on the first name. So when I saw them again I asked what they’d named their little boy.
They said ‘Easton.’ Now, that would be an unusual name as it is, but OK, but combined with Weston? Had they spent the entire pregnancy listening to A Boy Named Sue? Guess it gives them a theme for their next three kids.
I went to school with a Preston Preston. He answered to P square.
My ex-husband was friends with a guy in basic training - Private Sargent.
My kids’ pediatrician is Dr. Harms.
I work with a guy whose last name is Pietraszkewicz. His nickname? “P through Z”.
I’ve known so many people named Ho that it doesn’t even register for me anymore.
One guy I worked with long ago, however, is my Gold Standard. His name: Poon Chu.
In the Navy I served with a Chief named Hal Howell. His middle name was Loween.
E-3 in the Navy is Seaman. I’ve met Seaman Seeman, Seaman Dick, Seaman Stanko, Seaman Hunter, and the best of all, Seaman Coffee.
Last night’s winning pitcher for the Detroit Tigers: Charlie Furbush.
Also, I knew of a baby girl named La’dynasty.
(look at it without the apostrophe)
mmm
heh. Reminds me of Sheep in the Big City. The show’s main military characters were Private Public and General Specific. One episode also had a Corporal Ethereal.
I knew a girl in high school who went by her middle name, Annette, but her real first name was Mary. Mary Annette. Marionette.
The best friend of a girl I dated in high school was a girl named Donny Marie. Guess the era in which she was born.
Seen in Toronto, some years ago: a Thai restaurant with the name “Someporn”. Right next door: an X-rated movie shop. 
My dad’s old boss was named Dick Seyman. I’m not sure I got the spelling correct but it was pronounced the same was as semen.