“Sanjay told Mikaela that Roberto likes Jessica,” explained the fourth-grade girl with exaggerated patience, “an’ Jessica has always liked Roberto, so Jessica told Genesis to tell Sanjay that she DOESN’T like Roberto, so that Roberto will wonder if she really DOES like him, and now he’ll probably get somebody like Dreamah or Jacob to tease Jessica that she really likes Roberto and see if she tries to hit them.”
Yes, of course.
Who came up with all these momentous names for kids the year these fourth graders were born? My son has kids named Destiny and Justice in his class. Your kid has Genesis and Dreamah in hers? Yikes. Or were these fabricated names and I’m ranting onward about nothing?
All authentic. No names were made up in the creation of this blog post! In fact, they were the tamest of the lot.
If looks could kill, they probably will. ;)
Holy cow! Dreamah, is a real person’s name?
I read this scrine and thought it was very funny; “hah, hah, look-it the funny made-up names”.
Rant on, Snow, rant on.
Oh, Boot, you shouldda seen the laugh-fest that was my daughter’s class last year. I’ll look for it. I haven’t seen the class list this year but I know it’s much tamer, primarily because recent Mexican immigrants haven’t jumped on the bandwagon of stupid-baby-names. Yet.
If you’ve never followed this link, sit down with a cuppa and prepare to laugh and cry for hours. It’s the only way I can regain my sanity after a post like Pam’s.
I have seen that site before, I love it and I think you pointed me at it the first time.
I love this from the same site (Part III: Easy to be Scarred):
I am 7 months pregnant, and I am having a boy. I think i’m going to name my son Kakinston ,, What do you think… ??
I just can’t believe the word ‘think’ has appeared in the same sentence as ‘name my son Kakinston’.
I liked the name Kakinston so much that I immediately renamed my cat with it.
I’m still tending to the scratches this morning, and the two of us have agreed to go back to the old name.
i heard we’re going to invade Kakinston soon.
“Kakinston!” When cats cough up hairballs, that’s the sound they make.
“cacked me pants, hur, hur, hur”, was what came to my mind. The opportunities are endless.
How glad I am to see this sentence again. It’s fun to read out loud. And, of course, reading the title gets me started on “Hans plays with Lotte/Lotte plays with Jane/Jane plays with Willy/Willy’s happy again...”
(Yeah, I know. We have to sing the whole damn song now.)