There is a freelance journalist (who often contributes to the Toronto Star) whose name is Heather Royce-Rolls. Obvious why she didn’t hyphenate the other way around.
My ex-wife’s bank manager was Norman Norman.
I mean what the f**k made you name your kid that.
For an accounting class in college, I once had a professor with the name Jack Kockentiet. I’m not lying. The first day he just said his name and said that most people call him “Hey you” or just Jack.
Urologist in Toledo by the name of Dr. Dick Tapper
Also have a business card for Richard (Dick) Stiff
I went to school with an Evan Evans. (Not the famous musician.)
I also went to school with Fok-Yan Cheung. Yes, it was pronounced “fuck-yan.” In a horrible twist that only goes to prove God is cruel, Fok-Yan also had the profane-yelling version of Tourette’s, so he’d grunt “fuck!” “shit!” all the time. Nice guy tho. (Evan Evans was an asshole.)
I went to high school with a girl named Tigrr Whowell, pronounced Tiger Wool. Tigrr had a brother named Steele.
At the county club that I work at there’s a couple named Richard and Fuzzy Hole. Everyone calls him Dick.
Last but not least, my friend Todd Wood had a son and named him Harrison. Eventually, he’ll have the misfortune of being called Harry Wood.
I went to college with Roderick Long. He goes by Eric, but sometimes signs his name Rod Long.
Also went to high school with the palindromic “Marc Cram”.
Former Governor of Texas, James Hogg, supposedly had daughters named “Ima” and “Ura.” I’ve heard that one many times, always told as true, but never heard it verified by an authoritative source.
Also unverified: two daughters of an indigent woman named “Siphyllis” and “Goneril”, because the names sounded “pretty”.
From the indefatigable Moose Mansions:
The “current” (though sadly long-since updated) page:
Mirthogenic Appellations, about a quarter of the way down;
and the archive:
Implausible names we have loved
Despite all the “cleverer” ones, somehow it is Nimrod Ping that mosts tickles my whistle.
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When I was a teenager, there was a dentist who was a member of my synagogue . . . and his first name was Hertz.
I guess that’s why everyone called him Buddy instead.
Pablito, meet Snopes. Snopes, this is Pablito.
Back when I was in college, there was an asian gentleman listed in the phone book that won me some bar bets. his name? Twat Hung Lo.
Mrs Chef was bored at work one day in the customer service department at Neiman’s and started looking up people’s accounts at random. She found someone named Mossy Bush.
Also, I know a psychiatrist named Dr. Couch.
I couldn’t decide which of the current name threads this should go in, and since this one is the shortest, here it is:
A married couple I was acquainted with was due to have a baby. I ran into a friend of mine who I’d met when she was an exchange student from Taiwan. Okay, so she was a non-native speaker of English, got that?
I asked her about the couple and whether they’d had their baby. She said yes, it was a girl, and they named her ‘Malady.’
In real life, they had named her ‘Melody.’ But I love the idea of naming someone Malady. I think I’ll write a novel about it. So nobody take my idea!!