McHammer sounds like a squeaky hammer that Ronald Mcdonald would carry for physical resolutions.
"Birdie..." Ronald muttered, just above a whisper. "Bring me the McHammer."
"Why Ronald?" the girl could only respond, fear quickly taking over her voice.
The clown ruler dropped his gaze to his oversized shoes. His gloved hand tightened into a fist.
"The Hamburglar has robbed his last fuckin' meal."