I was visiting a friend on New Years' Eve last year, and one of his sons looked up at me, and asked him: "Dad, what Tim's name?" My friend looked at his son, bemused, and said: "Tim's name is 'Tim'!"

My girlfriend and I were driving, and she was trying to describe the color of something: "It was the same color as the Red Cross."

"That would be... red?"

We were driving through Rocky Mountain National Park, when she spotted a herd of Elk nearby. She pointed them out to me: "There's a herd of, ah, ... Moo!" (Apparently, searching for the wrong plural for "Moose".)