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A friend of a friend's mother was Terry (Monty Python) Jones's cleaner. She had two boys called Genghis and Adolf.


I kid you not.


Terry had the family round one afternoon and made the boys some food. My pal says his abiding memory is of Terry standing on the back door step shouting "Genghis! Adolf! Pizza."


I can't tell you their surname because I think they still live around here but that was daft as well

LadyNorwood Wrote:

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> I used to go out with Andrew Peacock, Drew to his friends....


The Leader of the Opposition in Australia, back in the days when Bob Hawke was PM, was called Andrew Peacock. Fortunately for him, no one spotted that joke at the time.

3 brothers called Sir Ricky, sir Ryan and sir Reece.


Queen Ann


Boy called OJ (orange juice) and his brother called AJ (Apple juice). They apparently had a sister called cinnamon but I never met her.


The delights of teaching in sarf London init doh...

Seabag Wrote:

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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

>

> "CHARDONNAAAAAAAAY WE'RE GOIN' NAW"

>

> It was exquisite


Is this a joke or are you Katie Hopkins or something?

Zedd Wrote:

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> 3 brothers called Sir Ricky, sir Ryan and sir

> Reece.

>

> Queen Ann

>

> Boy called OJ (orange juice) and his brother

> called AJ (Apple juice). They apparently had a

> sister called cinnamon but I never met her.

>

> The delights of teaching in sarf London init

> doh...



They should have a blackcurrant juice for comedy value.

Loz Wrote:

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> Going off the kids name subject a little (I blame

> LN), but when working in Berlin there was a Herr

> Titz working in the office.

>

> This was not helped by the fact that Germans tend

> to answer the phone with just their surname.


I worked for a German company and had a colleague whose surname was Kuntz (true).

Robert Poste's Child Wrote:

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> Loz Wrote:

> --------------------------------------------------

> -----

> > Going off the kids name subject a little (I

> blame

> > LN), but when working in Berlin there was a

> Herr

> > Titz working in the office.

> >

> > This was not helped by the fact that Germans

> tend

> > to answer the phone with just their surname.

>

> I worked for a German company and had a colleague

> whose surname was Kuntz (true).


I had a colleague in our German office whose last name was Wankum.

LuLu Too Wrote:

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> uncleglen Wrote:

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> -----

> > Wasn't there a book called 'My Name Is Oi'?

>

> I know of someone with a child called Io...

> And years ago, I knew a couple who named their

> children Breeze and Storm.


Oh, that's reminded me of someone I used to know named her daughter Brie. Yes, that's right, after the cheese.

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