It was the first day of school, and the elementary school teacher was
  establishing the fact
  that she’d take no nonsense from the kiddies this year. While taking
  the roll, she was told
  by one boy “My name is Johnny Fuckhauer”. So she said “There’ll be
  none of that kind of
  thing this year, Johnny; tell me your REAL name!”. The kid said “No,
  really teacher, it IS
  Johnny Fuckhauer. You can go across the hall to fourth grade and ask
  my brother if you
  don’t believe me!” Not wanting to be subjected to that kind of thing,
  the teacher went
  across the hall and knocked on the fourth grade classroom door. The
  fourth grade teacher
  had stepped down the hall to the front office for a moment, so she
  entered the room and
  directly asked the class “Do you have a Fuckhauer in here?” “Hell no!”
  replied a little kid
  from the front row, “We don’t even get a cookie break!”