The mathematics professor noticed that one of his pupils was going from day-dreaming to sleep and back. He was oblivious and not following the instructions on the chalk board.
To recall his attention the professor said sharply: "Brown, Brown, board!"
Brown, startled looked up and replied, "Yes sir, very much."
My uncle, known for his heavy foot, was stopped by high patrol for driving 88 miles per hour in a 60 miles per hour zone.
Uncle: "Officer, was I driving too fast."
Officer: "No, I'm not giving you a speeding ticket. I'm ticketing you for flying too low without a pilot's license."
"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?'"