Well, if you’re Lisa Bonet’s son, apparently a lot of consonants and vowels.

Bonet and husband Jason Momoa named the poor lad Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa. Translated into street terms, it means, “Here is my ass. Please kick it.”

Can you imagine this kid in grade school?

Teacher: Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa?
Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa: Here.

Or in a moment of passion?

Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa: Say my name!
Love-Interest: Oh, Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa!!
Nakoa-Wolf Manakauapo Namakaeha Momoa: Say it!!
Love-Interest: Dude, I’m out of breath!

The unusual name is a tribute to the father’s Hawaiian heritage. Nakoa means warrior and Manakauapo is a combination of mana (spirit/strength), kaua (rain), and po (dark)

I used to be in love with Lisa Bonet in the eighties during her intermittent Cosby Show appearances and short-lived stint on A Different World. Somewhere along the way, she lost me. I think people should name their kids whatever they choose, but take the kid’s well-being into consideration. Every time this kid fills out paperwork, he is going to have writer’s cramp before he even gets to the address line. And already sportscasters are praying that this kid never plays football. I believe in preserving heritage but jeez. I also believe that you don’t have to include the entire alphabet in your kid’s name.