My mate Rat and I went to school with a kid called Matthew Davies. Due to his fey mannerisms, girly hair and weedy physique we called him "Pune".
After several years of taunting he broke down and talked to his parents about it. They suggested that he should stick up for himself and tell us he didn’t want to be called “Pune” any more. The conversation went like this:

Pune: I don’t want to be called Pune any more.
Us: Oh?
Pune: From now on I want you to call me "the Hornet".

I believe that’s when I threw a rock at his head.