“I may not be able to remember your name, but I remember your address and what time you leave in the mornings. Your name isn’t Rob, is it?”

“Don’t tell me your name. If you don’t tell me your name, I can’t hurt your feelings by forgetting it.”

“I don’t put my name and address on the return address section of an envelope. I simply write “Surprise!”

“If I had my clone take a test for me, it’s likely I’d misspell my own name. And I’m terrible at remembering people’s names—even if that person is me.”

“Ah, the good ol’ days. I remember those days. That was before your time. It was before my time too, because I didn’t have a watch, and I hadn’t been born yet.”

“His last name was Chew, and I didn’t care if he was Asian, I still screamed, “Not with your mouth open!”

“His first name is Brooks, but his last name isn’t. His last name is Wrinkled, unlike his shirt (he isn’t wearing one).”