A woman scanned the guests at a party and spotted me, standing alone.
She approached me.
"My name is Carmen," she told him.
"That's a beautiful name," I replied, "Is it a family name?"
"No," she replied. "I gave it to myself. It reflects the things I like most -- cars and men."
"What's your name?" she asked.
I said,
"B. J. Titsenbeer"
