9th grade science teacher: Mr. Lalli. Some students called him “lollipop.”
Business teacher in high school : Mrs. Weigelt. Being one of the fattest teachers in the school, her name became “wide-belt.”
English teacher in middle school: Mrs. Noone. Some students would say her name as in an intstrumental part of a popular song at the time, “Upside Down” I think it was.
Mr. Helifano.
“Where’s your teacher?”
“Hell if I know!”
Teacher of the parallel sixth grade class:
Ms Hoar
Correct pronunciation, whore.
My gym teacher in the last couple years of high school was Miss Colucci, which morphed nicely into Miss Kootchy (or however you spell it, this was always the boys’ doing and I have no experience in the spelling of such things :p). She then got married and became…
Mrs. Penetrante.
What was she thinking? It didn’t help that she insisted on calling gym “P.E.” and advocated textbooks in gym class.
Primary school music: Mrs Grubb.
Year 7 temp teacher: Ms Hall, which quite easily became “Ms Whore”, even to her face.
Well, on the “Head” thing, I had a classmate named Stephen Head, and his sister Sarina was a grade above us. I can’t recall if anyone made fun of them, though.
I remember in Gr. 2 or 3 when a new boy came into the class… his name was Steven Buttle. You can guess what that was transformed into. First, “bottle” and then “butthole”…
There were the junior high music teachers. Mr. Fromager and Mr. Raddysh. Everyone respected and liked them, though, so if we called Mr. Fromager “Mr. From” or “Mr. Cheese” to his face, it was only in good fun. However, it didn’t help when Mr. Raddysh named his baby daughter Emma. Imagine… Emma Raddysh… it could be corrupted into “I’m a radish.” 
Then there was one of the junior high French teachers… I never had her, but her real name was Mrs. Ramscharita, and everyone called her “Rambo.” She had a reputation for being mean, besides.
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I don’t know when I’ve had a thread go to 2 pages. This is great. Keep 'em coming.
(Are we all posting more since the boards got faster? I know I am.)
8th grade. Substitute teacher. Mrs. Buckwell. 'Nuff said.
I also distinctly remember the day I transferred to a new school in the middle of 1st grade, when I found out the maintenance man was named Mr. Wackley. The very moment I dubbed him Mr. Quackley, I was greeted with a chorus of “ooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” from most of the class.
Can you imagine a first grade teacher named Frawnita Roach? She had a wart on the end of her tongue that she used to chew on, frizzy bad-perm over-processed red hair, and a port-wine-stain birth mark on her cheek. She also used to reach into her blouse and pop her bra straps constantly.
That’s the kind of thing that you just can’t make up.
Needless to say, there is an entire generation of kids in south Georgia scarred for life.
And folk’s wonder what’s the problem with the Standardized Tests! lol!!
Shame on all of you. Mocking the very people who care for you the most.
Now stop posting on this silly message board and get back to your homework!
I’ll be calling your parents.
Ms. Blankenhiem -> Frankenstein
Principal Grillo -> Gorilla
Mr. Moran -> Moron
Ah, Mr. Kuhmm. That guy had no sense of humor.
Mr. Battles–the third grade art teacher. The boys would make machine gun and bomb noises when he came to the classroom. Unfortunately, Mr. Battles had a very short temper. He lasted only one year, IIRC, before they replaced him with some hippie. He didn’t react well to all the teasing about his name, among other disciplinary issues.
Mrs. Piggot–the school nurse. The kids would make piggy faces and oink when she was mentioned. It didn’t help that she was a total idiot, either.
Not a teacher, but my oral surgeon is Dr. Smiley
You may not believe this, but:
Guy Cox.
Was this Bambi Hu? At the University of Houston? (I was a grad student in physics at UH for a year.)
Well, my high school had Mr. Dykes (who was really cool, so I never heard anyone make fun of him), Mrs. Flippo (never had her, but the entertainment possibilities are obvious), and Mr. Gooch.
We also had Mr. Roark (da plane! da plane!).
I remember a student teacher in kindergarten named Mrs. Burger. We called her…wait for it…Mrs. BOOGER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. It was hilarious back then.
In fifth grade, there was a teacher named Mr. Dick. Mr. Harry Dick, to be precise. There were many jokes about his wife being named Ima.
A couple months ago, I was describing my math teacher, Mr. Fox, to a friend of mine. It turns out she had been confusing him with Mr. Wolf. Both teachers are very tall, very skinny, blond, and wear glasses.
More interesting names:
Mrs. Bird taught chorus.
Dr. Mini (pronounced “meany”) delivered me. I’ve heard wonderful things about him.
Oh, forgot one.
The name of the computing head at my highschool was Doctor Doctors.
(Sorry to bother the rest of the board with this, but booklover’s disabled email notification.) Yeah, I went to S’brook, class of '96. Small world!
In second grade, my teacher was Mrs. Baumeister, which my dad easily corrupted into “Mrs. Ballbuster” and “Mrs. Budweiser”…
On a different note, there’s an opthalmologist I’ve heard of named Dr. Goodhead…