Some friends and I went to a football game the other night.
Seated in front of us in the stands was a big fellow eating a hot dog and drinking a beer.
From behind us I heard someone yell, "Hey Bob!"
The big guy in front of us put down his hot dog and beer, turned around and scanned the crowd.
Then he shrugged his shoulders and started watching the game again.
A few minutes later, the cry came again, "Hey Bob!"
The guy put down his meal, turned around and scanned the crowd.
Again he shrugged his shoulders.
Just as he took another bite of his hot dog, I heard the familiar yell, "Hey Bob!"
This time he threw down his beer, jumped up, turned around and yelled...
"MY NAME'S NOT BOB!!!"
