Personally, I'd recommend you get hold of a cocker spaniel, tie your suspect down on a chair, with a potty on his head, then pop his todger between two flowery (bamps?) and shout, "Dinnertime, Fido!" However, if you are successful, I shall need you back here permanently, to head up my new security network, Operation Winkle.
BBC. Blackadder, season 4: General Hospital.
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I thought Caesar was dead in that scene."
Teabing smirked. "Yes, but my toga tore open when I fell, and I had to be on the stage for half an hour with my todger hanging out. Even so, I never moved a muscle. I was brilliant, I tell you."