And his brother Nopar!
In the delivery room —
Doctor: “There’s the placenta.”
Mother: “Nobody said I was having twins but I’m going to name that baby myself.”
When I worked in ghetto schools as a substitute I kept a list of crazy names.
The list is lost to the mists of time; it was over a decade ago, but it possessed everything you’d expect, plus a few surprises.
A few stick out in my mind though: One kid’s 1st and middle names were Christian Dior, and another sounded like an antibiotic - Think Clindamycin.