Last week one of my friends had a birthday party. I know her entire family, but don't see them often. When one of her sisters and her family arrived, I asked her eight year old boy if he remembered me. He said he didn't.
Later, while I was sitting on the couch talking to another friend, the eight year old came up to me and said, "I do remember you."
I said, "You do, that surprises me," as he walked away.
The guy I was sitting next to asked, "Why does that surprise you?"
I answered, "I thought I had him drugged better than that."
Later, that kid's one year old sister came up to me and wanted me to hold her. I carried her around for a while and someone made a comment that I seemed to be really good with kids.
"What, this? Nah. I'm just getting my reps in so in 17 years when she's legal I'll be first in line to date her."
In other words, don't ever invite me to a party.