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I can't wait to see what the actual reason is.
The parents are definitely contenders for the Darwin Award. Nevermind that the F-tards named their kid Adolf Hitler and went to the store asking for a cake with his name on it. What pisses me off royally is that when the store employees said they wouldn't do it, instead of saying, "Alrighty then!" and heading down the baking aisle for a tube of decorative icing, the parents chose to go to the media and draw attention to the fact that they are, in fact, F-tards. It's not enough that this poor kid is almost guaranteed to be getting in fist-fights just about every day he leaves the house, and have an impossible time finding a prom date whose father won't slam the door in his face. Mommy and Daddy Bigot put his name out there for the whole friggin' world.
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