It goes a little something like this. The Daily Telegraph reports that in Australia, it's OK to call your kid Metallica, Fully Hektik Sik and God Bless, but it's not OK to call him 7.

(Are you taking notes yet? Good.)

Apparently, the Registry rejects some names for "public interest reasons," like Ned Kelly. (Totally had to Google that one) Other names are nixed because they're titles, like Post Master General and Chief Maximus.

Still others are rejected because, one can only assume, they are just plain stupid.

(Included in that category are a blank space and the child's Medicare number.)

And then it gets confusing. According to the Registry, you can't give your kid a title (Prince, Princess, Dame, Duke, King, Queen or Lady), but you can call him just plain Prince or Sir.

It's not clear why Metallica and God Bless made the cut ... but my money says Hollywood has been hitting up that rejected list for a few years now. (I'm looking at you, Apple.)

But even if Australia puts the kibosh on your moniker of choice, you can always look elsewhere.

Apparently Sweden recently approved the name Budweiser for a child, which is probably the strongest argument I've ever heard for visiting the place.

(I'm envisioning souvenir T- shirts that say "Sweden: Yeah, it's cold, but you can call your kid beer." I should be getting paid for these ideas.)