Merry New Year!
Bet that last bottle of Asti Spumanti there won't be any merry new years ahead for the Campbell kiddies of Holland Township, NJ when they hit third or fourth grade. All are still too young to understand why some kid is repeatedly using their stomachs as field goal tees on the playground at the ages they are now because he learned the sources of these childrens' names earlier in his young life so I guess it really wouldn't matter too much if they were in third or fourth grade.
Gather 'round...Campbell Reich roll call time: We got one year-old Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell (there's an ambiguous one); going-on-two Joycelynn Aryan Nation Campbell; and (pictured with intellectually stunted parents Heith and Deborah) soon-to-be three justly rejected NJ Shop-Rite birthday cake baby and future psychiatric ward resident Adolf Hitler Campbell.
Wow. How unbelievable writ large a greaseball do you have to be not only to, in essence, mark for death the people to whom you gave birth by giving them names of Nazi leaders but pass them off in interviews as names that just sounded good and weren't being given to other kids? Chances are possession of Nazi paraphernalia and denial the Holocaust occured won't help your case too much further. It sure didn't help that a Wal-Mart in (anybody notice a faint contradistinction here?) Bethlehem, PA reluctantly agreed to write his full name on top of the cake since their writing policy only bars profanity and not names that may one day get the baby shot execution style. Deciding to finally review that cake decorating policy might be a prudent idea right about now, Mall Wart