The rhyming insanity continues. Week after week of rhyming words finally leads to something like this:
C: Same, Name, Rame!! Rame rhymes with game!!
Me: What does rame mean?
C: Well, it's when an elephant runs through your door, and then a tiger and a lion, and you run around yelling, "Eeeek! I don't want an elephant and a tiger and a lion running through my door!" And then a butterfly flies in.
So now you know what to call it when this happens to you...