A friend of mine who works for the government was on a business trip, and checked into a hotel in Warwick in preparation for a meeting at headquarters.
Wanting to ensure he stayed completely on the up-and-up, and to avoid anything iffy appearing on his bill - which would be examined by government auditors - he enquired: "Excuse me," he said to the clerk as he accepted his room key. "I certainly hope the porn channel in my room is disabled."
"No, you sicko" she exclaimed.
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