My wife and son and I were in Bob Evan's waiting to order breakfast. The waitress, who was about fifty pounds away from morbidly obese (not sure if it was glandular or not) waddled over and offered us coffee. It was that exact moment that I looked at her name tag, which read "LOO LOO".

I nearly choked on spit and was unable to look at her for ten minutes.

I probably written about this here before, since it's my favourite name story, but what the heck?

I was at school with twin brothers; Stuart and *forgotten*. Stuart's and *forgotten*'s dad was also called Stuart.

Happily, there was born a further son to Stuart snr - a younger brother for Stuart and *forgotten*. The youngest son was named Stuart.

There was a guy in my estate growing up called Alan Gallon. Another couple of lads in the school with variations of Bent/Gaye as second names.

And now to my favourite...

I was watching a Channel 4 documentary on the euthanasia proponent/genuine nut Rev. Exoo. They had a psychologist interviewed to examine his possible motivations, the psychologists name.....Dr Dick Badcock. He's a Freudian too which gave me a chuckle. Here's a link to his details.

I taught a girl during one of my placements whose parents had onviously wanted to nam her after one of the favourite vaccuous socialite celebrties, but couldn't decide on which one. What did they go for?

Paris-Peaches. That's right, this girl's first name was Paris-Peaches...

I also heard of a man whose surname was Warrior, so he called all his kids things like Roman and Samurai. Not sure how true that one is though...

My wife encountered a person who'd named their daughter J-Lo the recently.

I'm sure I've posted this on a similar thread, but a guy in our US office is called Randy Pope.

HERE is another Rand Pope, and maybe one that should think long and hard about changing either a) his name, or b) his chosen vocation.

Adam I wrote:My wife encountered a person who'd named their daughter J-Lo the recently.

I recently worked in a school with a boy named Storm, two twins called Brandy and Baileys, and a kid called Chandler Joey Ross.

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


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I have mentioned her here before, but I think Marijuana Pepsi Jackson takes the cake. She was a year younger than me. Her older brother is named Michael Jackson.

The morning news team at one of the local Chicago stations used to include two guys named Pete Sack and Dick Johnson. Individually not all that funny, but the fact that they work together is awesome.

I have a friend whose name sounds almost exactly the same as "Molten Nipple". If you say that out loud, you are saying his name, except for the first consonant. I feel that it would be unfair to write his name properly on here.

He is a big, hulking, lovely and friendly Canadian and seems to have suffered little from this affliction.