Yes. I remember people calling the papers around my area as the Akron Reekin' Urinal, The Pain Dealer/the Plain Squealer and the Cleveland Pest and in Florida waaaaaaaay back in the 60s the Saint Petersburg Whines. And the little local area newspapers where residents said "If you blow your nose on a remote street corner, there'll be a story about it in the next week's edition." Turns out they weren't that far off. The shit hit the fan when the town started up it's own ambulance service because the funeral home was getting upset about having to transport LIVE patients to the hospital. [Regardless of the fact that the hospital they took them to didn't have a sterling reputation and more than likely they'd be hauling the previously live body back to the funeral home the next day] The paper started printing names/addresses and why the ambulance was sent there, i.e. "Ambulance was sent to 123 Bugaboo Lane, residence of Bambi Whatshername for a call of several small farm animals lodged in their teenage son's backside". Their excuse was "It's a taxpayer funded service so we have the right to ask where/how/why they were sent there". Disabused of that notion rather quickly with threats of lawsuits. Long before HIPPA laws were on the books. Paper is now kaput.Newspaper readers use such pejorative names, too. I remember my fellow J-school students at Syracuse referring to the Post-Standard and Herald-Journal, the local fish-wrappers (a good pejorative in its own right), as the Substandard and the Horrid Urinal.
Considering that the school of public communications we all were taking those journalism courses in was endowed by and named for S.I. Newhouse, publisher of those two papers, our low opinion of them was somewhat ironic.