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I have a white friend married to a black woman, they had a son and his middle name is Arbez. Now spell it backwords...they have a good sense of humor...I hope their son got it passed on to him as well!
I met a man whose initials were K.K.K., and he always used his middle initial. But he wasn't a racist as far as I know.
Also knew a Summer Berry, Dusty Boots, and Harry Dickinson.
Knew a girl in high school named Latrina, being from a military family this always gave me a laugh.
I used to work with an gril named Ann Bahls.. her father-in law was Scott Bahls, His father was Herrold Bahls.... Her husband used to tell the storry of how people would ask him who is father was ( when he was just a wee lill one) and he would say ..." My dad's Scott Bahls)
Some names that came up when I mentioned this thread to the people I work with at the warehouse. According to my co-workers, these are actual names...
Summer Wilt (she works on the production end of the warehouse)
Harry Butzworth (a neighbor of one of my co-workers)
Landon Graves (name of a classmate of one co-worker)
Lavender and Heaven Leigh Bear (more neighbors)
And an honorable mention... a fellow who worked on the production end who went by the name of "Lucky" Kramer. The story I got was that Lucky was a maintenance man, doing some welding on a piece on a table. Seems that a spark landed in the cuff of his pants, which set them to smoldering, which got hot enough to burn his leg. Thereupon, "Lucky" Kramer threw down the ox-acetelyne torch he was using to weld the piece with, bent down rapidly to slap out the fire on his leg, and promptly knocked himself out by hitting his forehead on the table.
My pal Davy swears that it's a true story, but he was grinning when he said it. There was a guy who used to work there named Kramer, though.