"A nine-year-old  girl whose parents named her Talula Does the Hula From Hawaii was put into court  guardianship in New Zealand so that her name could be changed. A family court judge, Rob Murfitt, gave the order after hearing that the  child was embarrassed about her name and had refused to reveal it to friends.  "She told people her name was K because she feared being mocked and teased," the  child's lawyer, Colleen MacLeod, told the court.
 The judge criticised parents who give their offspring bizarre names, saying  it exposed children to ridicule among their peers.
 "The court is profoundly concerned about the very poor judgment that this  child's parents have shown in choosing this name. It makes a fool of the child  and sets her up with a social disability and handicap, unnecessarily," he  said."
   
 "In his written ruling, he said names such as  Stallion, Yeah Detroit, Fish and Chips, Twisty Poi, Keenan Got Lucy and Sex  Fruit were prohibited by registration officials. Others that were permitted  included twins called Benson and Hedges, other children called Midnight  Chardonnay, Number 16 Bus Shelter and, the judge added, "tragically, Violence".  Another mother tried to use text language for her child's name, he  said."
  
   
 ON a funny note,  check out some of these horrible RAPPER names:::
  
    When Da Bush Babees saw how cute these little guys are, they knew they  had to ditch their original name, Da Sleepy Panda Bears, and go with this one.
  When Da Bush Babees saw how cute these little guys are, they knew they  had to ditch their original name, Da Sleepy Panda Bears, and go with this one.    There's really no good way to spin this. If you're so messy that it can  be considered your defining characteristic, is that really something to brag  about? And if you're really committed to the whole alliteration thing, and using  the awful name Marv as an anchor, can't you think of some better M words?  Marvelous Marv? Masta' Marv? Magnificent Marv? You could even be hard and go  with Murda Marv. Hell, be funny and use Starvin Marvin. Anything is better than  what you've got now.
  There's really no good way to spin this. If you're so messy that it can  be considered your defining characteristic, is that really something to brag  about? And if you're really committed to the whole alliteration thing, and using  the awful name Marv as an anchor, can't you think of some better M words?  Marvelous Marv? Masta' Marv? Magnificent Marv? You could even be hard and go  with Murda Marv. Hell, be funny and use Starvin Marvin. Anything is better than  what you've got now.    Not only is he named after a fish, but after a fish that's a mascot for  canned tuna-in effect, a sellout fish who gets paid to convince people to eat  his family.
  Not only is he named after a fish, but after a fish that's a mascot for  canned tuna-in effect, a sellout fish who gets paid to convince people to eat  his family.    Is he actually a paperboy, delivering newspapers, perhaps as a sly  cover for his door-to-door yayo business? Or does he mean that he's a boy who is  always out makin that paper? Or is he a boy that's made out of paper? Or is he  some sort of second-rate superhero with the power to control paper? Whichever  way you cut it, his name sucks ass.
  Is he actually a paperboy, delivering newspapers, perhaps as a sly  cover for his door-to-door yayo business? Or does he mean that he's a boy who is  always out makin that paper? Or is he a boy that's made out of paper? Or is he  some sort of second-rate superhero with the power to control paper? Whichever  way you cut it, his name sucks ass.    'Mom, I finally met a man! Yes, well actually, he's an artist. A rapper. His  name? Oh, um, did I tell you he drives a Honda? It's really nice. Oh, his name,  sorry, I lost track for a second there. Hey did you see Lost last night?  No, I'm not changing the subject. OK, fine mom, I'll tell you. It's Shorty.  Shorty Shitstain. There, are you happy? Now go ahead, judge him like I knew you  would.' A Wu Tang protégé, Shorty looked at the self-effacing charm of Ol' Dirty  Bastard's name, and took it about three shades too depressing.
  'Mom, I finally met a man! Yes, well actually, he's an artist. A rapper. His  name? Oh, um, did I tell you he drives a Honda? It's really nice. Oh, his name,  sorry, I lost track for a second there. Hey did you see Lost last night?  No, I'm not changing the subject. OK, fine mom, I'll tell you. It's Shorty.  Shorty Shitstain. There, are you happy? Now go ahead, judge him like I knew you  would.' A Wu Tang protégé, Shorty looked at the self-effacing charm of Ol' Dirty  Bastard's name, and took it about three shades too depressing.   
 
 
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