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Not a kids name but a girl I went to school with married someone with the last name Cocks and when she went to submit her change of name form the lady at the counter said to her it must be true love if she's willing to change her name to Cocks.

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> Demi Moore and Bruce Willis named one of their

> daughters Scout, but maybe you already knew that.

> They have Rumer, Tallulah, and Scout.



Yep I knew that. Almost punched someone once when they assumed I'd named my daughter because I was a big Bruce Willis fan! Now I like an action movie as much as the next guy, but come on!

More about the way the poster snootily parodies the "sarf london" accent than anything else.


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> > > I was in crystal Palace park, there were two

> > > ladies together, the tattooed Fred Perry

> > wearing

> > > skin headed one of the pair bellowed (in the

> > very

> > > finest sarf london tambre) toward a golden

> > haired

> > > angel of a child

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> > > "CHARDONNAAAAAAAAY WE'RE GOIN' NAW"

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> > > It was exquisite

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> > Is this a joke or are you Katie Hopkins or

> > something?

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> It's pretty clear from above that silly names

> aren't just confined to one social class (whatever

> that means nowadays)...they can be found anywhere.

> Surely the challenge for parents must be to strike

> that delicate balance between tacky and boring,

> reference any significant relatives and be "cool"

> at the same time. Not easy.

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> There's been a spate of Dylans recently but if I

> ever drop a boy I shall be calling him "Hendrix

> II". Is that acceptable?

My favourite name story was from years ago when I was a librarian joining a family of blonde blue eyed sisters, 4 or 5 of them. All had common names until the 2nd last, she had an African name I kid you not. Turns out one of the sisters was asked to name her and she choose the name of her then best friend to give to her little sis. Wish I could remember the name involved.

I also signed up 2 young brothers, aged around 4 and 5, and they were called exactly the same thing. No numbers or anything, just John Patrick..Surname and John Patrick...surname.

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