The prizefighter and the lady, out on a blind date, were dining at a Broadway night club.
"You have such shell like ears, so thin and delicate, but..." he added teasing, "that's an indication of a weak character, isn't it?"
"I don't know about that," she came back, "but I do know that thick ears are a sign of a weak defense."
"And you say you were in the town where I was born?" she murmured softly.
"Yes," he replied.
"And you thought of me, Bob?" she cooed.
"I did," replied Bob. "I said to myself, 'Why, isn't this where what's-her-name born?'"