Am I Rude? Or Creative?

My fiancée was telling someone about her first colonoscopy. Apparently the doctor decided to do it without using anesthesia. As a result, my fiancée was screaming in pain and writhing about as the nurses suggested to the doctor that something might be amiss.

Having heard the story before, my mind wandered into the creative pinball machine that is inside my head.  And perhaps I should have withheld my next thought, since people often don’t appreciate these stream-of-consciousness moments. But then, why stop myself?

So I sang the old jingle: “Roto-Rooter, that’s the name!”

So I ask the title question again: Am I rude or creative?

For those of you unaware of said jingle: