Dad told me this when I was about 6.
Me: Dad, who is the most famous guy in the world? (Serious question)
Dad: (Totally Deadpan) John Jacob Jingle-Heimer Schmidt.
Me: Why's he so famous?
Dad: (Again, totally deadpan). His name is my name too.
I don't think he even looked up at me to answer either question, and certainly didn't miss a beat.
