Mine isn't nearly as funny, but I'll tell it anyhow. We were living in Dayton, Ohio and heading to my sister's in Cleveland. I couldn't remember the name of the street she lived off of, and had asked my younger sister what the name of the road was, since I couldn't get in touch with my older sister. Well, younger sis told me she couldn't remember, but she knows it had something to do with pickles. The name of the road? Dille .....