A Name To Live Up To

Today I was the aft FA, and sitting next to me was a family with a small baby. "Cute," I remarked, watching his head bobble around. "What's his name?"
The dad grinned and flipped over his bib. Embroidered there was 'COBRA.'
That's gonna be one bad-ass kid. That is, until he meets someone named Mongoose in middle school.