One Day At The Patent Office A ﻿young man walks into the Patent Office with a couple of his latest inventions under his arms: `I'd like to register my new invention - a folding bottle.' `Very interesting,' says the clerk. `What do you call it?' 'A fottle,' replies the young inventor. `That's a pretty silly name, can't you think of something else?' asks the clerk. `I'll think about it. In the meantime, I've got something else here to show you: my invention for a folding carton.' ' And what do you call that?' asks the clerk. `Oh, this is what I call a farton,' replies our young inventor. `That is much too rude, you can't possibly use that name,' says the clerk. `Damn, I guess you're going to hate the name of my folding bucket then.'