A gent spots a nice looking girl in a bar goes up and starts small talk. Seeing that she didn’t back off, he asked her name.
“Carmen,” she replied.
“That’s a nice name,” he said warming up the conversation.
“Who named you, your mother?” “No, I named myself,” she answered.
“Oh, that’s interesting. Why Carmen?”
“Because I like cars, and I like men,” she said.
“So, what’s your name?” she asked.