fnrr, fnrrr.
Ok so I'm late with the news and the gag is at least as old as the nickname but...wait a minute...is it possible to make a double entendre about an already double-entendred nickname? And what are the odds on that being the subject of a research grant proposal?
My very doobling of the entendre probably reveals something uncomfortable about my inner desires.
Perhaps, deep in the shadowy cloisters of my id, I fantasise about stolen trysts in a secluded garage, furtively arranged by drawing a clock-face on a daily newspaper.
Oooooooh yes, that's it....blowing a whistle....while two men in dark suits bungle a burglary.
Mmmmh, and a hard-drinking, grumpy old chap brooding in the background, whitewashing an already-white-but-forever-stained house (sweet irony!)...ooo-ooh yeeeeah.
Wha??? Where am I??
Shit, I've drooled.
