He is a Realtor round here.
Every time I go past one of his properties for sale I still laugh and wonder why anyone would be so masochistic as to continue to go through life with such a name.

In the UK, once the kids at school got hold of the connotations of it, your life would be Hell.
I knew a bloke at university whose name - I kid you not - was Richard Head and I felt for him every time his name was posted on the exam results noticeboard, the kitchen rota, the Graduation list......

I can only assume that here it isn't such an issue, which bearing in mind the puerile nature of much of the humour here, does surprise me a lot.

Perhaps naming the dog something which would be very suggestive in the UK will go right over the heads of our Canadian buddies.

They watch Monty Python - what about Biggus Dickus?

I'm a bit regretful I didn't see this resemblance before (I think it's his big brown eyebrows that do it) and named him "Spock"...

It's the ears and the teeth as well, though!

There was a kid in the town where I lived in Canada by that name, went to school with my sister's kids, I believe. I always said the poor lad's parents should have been done for child abuse.

The old Canadian fella who the TV here constantly talked about during swimming (who only made it to a semi final), was called Dick Pound. Since they said his name over and over again for days on end with no sign of breaking a smile, i smiled for them.

There was also a boy at my sister's school who had the Christian name Aaron.
In the North, this is pronounced Air-on.
I mention this because a lot of you are Southerners and it won't make sense unless you do a Northern pronunciation!

His surname was a good old Lancashire name -
Mycock.

What were his parents thinking?

When I was a kid, if you had a black dog or cat, many were called the same thing. But you wouldn't want to be over the park calling your dog in Brixton.

Times have changed, haven't they!

Some other suggestions - my OH used to call his baby brother "Scumpton", which made him so mad but made everyone else laugh.

I used to call my younger sister "Pigface" for the same reason and with similar results.

Having seen this little beasty and seen the damage he is doing, JAWS might be appropriate.
Or maybe Dracula?

Vlad?

Damien? (looking at his eyes in that photo!)

Or maybe Nobby Stiles - wasn't he a football player who was known as the knee biter?

BTW, Greenhill, are you seriously calling the pooch Ska?

Yes, looks like we're sticking with Ska

This is my preference, then.

One of my all time favourites

(I wish I could be in Hyde Park this weekend to watch them play alongside Blur and New Order...)

Terry Hall is a fab frontman - you can see where Damon copies some of his laconic attitude.
Give me the Specials and keep the rest of that bill for me .

Just to say - never a truer word spoken!!!

Recording of the entire performance by The Specials on Sunday----------->http://www.absoluteradio.co.uk/playe...ive-music.html

(I particularly enjoyed their version of "Chariots of Fire".)

Ok - picture this.

A charity bar-b-que, in a quaint Kentish village, a hot summer day. It's is packed with the village poshies.

I am there with my partner and their very old Mother in law and her dog Tessa.

Now - the said mother in law sometimes has problems with memory and words and often gets them confused, she is also very hard of hearing.

All afternoon, Tessa her dog was being less than co-operative, pulling away at her lead, pinching food off of half eaten plates.

Anyway, it came to the point in the afternoon's proceedings for the raffle, a hush descended on the crowd. Everyone in the hope they may win a case of pompagne.

It was at this point the dog broke free and silence was broken by my Mother in Law's high pitch voice shouting -

" Tosser, come ... Tosser, come now ... Tosser, Tosser, your such a naughty girl - if you don't come now I will spank you "

Sadly, most of Kentonians (is that what they are called) seemed horrified. I, on the other hand could not contain my laughter (even though I received dagger eyes from partner!)

Tosser, I mean Tessa is sadly now in that great boneyard in the sky - but thanks little dog for such a fun afternoon !