"rebel"
"We should have named our son Rebel," Rebel's mom burped out twenty years ago.
"It's never too late, he dudn't know wut a name is ma'am," his dad replied.
"Callin' you my bitch?"
"Nope... just bitch," she snapped after a loose pause, unpoetically, as the moon seemed to bounce and wiggle some sort of odd thing, an ancient dance saying to Get a Move On.