Yes, I hear you. The other night we were at a friend’s house for dinner, and I was telling him about a great restaurant my wife and I had tried the week before.
He asked me the name of the restaurant, and all I could come up with was “Oh, you know... what is the name of that flower that you give someone when you really love them?”
He said “a rose?”
I said “Yes!”
Then turned and hollered into the kitchen where the ladies were... “Hey, Rose! What was the name of that great restaurant we ate at last week?”
I don’t care who you are, that’s funny!
Good Lord, you are shameless. That joke is as old as I am.