Hengist

Oh, jeez. This is practically inviting your son to grow up to be one of those guys that wait till 4 am at the bars to try to pick up girls cause that's the only time they'll be drunk enough to go home with him considering the only 'game' he's got are lame pickup lines. "Hey, baby. My name's Hengist. You want me to tell you what it means, or you wanna come back to my place and find out for yourself?"

The "logic" of the above comment and accompanying fictional account of someone named Hengist is juvenile and ignorant. It's as ridiculous as speculating that all women called Bella (meaning 'beautiful' in Italian) will grow up to be vain and drop the meaning of their name into a conversation whenever they get the chance.