Although he does give away the twist and the end.
Anyway, yeah, it's fun old nonsense.
Back when people were called Basil, Naunton and Peggy.
"So it's agreed, car keys in the fruitbowl and no awkward questions in the morning."
After dinner, the gentlemen stood to enjoy a phat blunt.
Things were so formal in 1945, this was pyjamas.
In fact they were SO stiff and formal people risked becoming wood.
However obesity was not the problem it is now, people had to just pretend being fat.
"So what is 'non-reversable Progressive Lerp Syndrome?"
"It means I increasingly become trouser."