"Dear Private Eye,

I wonder, if by chance, they are related.
Yrs etc
Dan Prick"
Ticker Ticker Timex

Luckily for me, it was engineered by Q Division of the British Secret Service, and has features that are so secret and mind-bogglingly excellent, that I would have to activate the built-in memory eraser if I ever told you.
Needless to say, the See-Through-Ladies-Clothes function is a firm favourite, but really sucks up battery power. I have yet to attempt "Renew Library Books" and "Fidel Castro-a-like" yet.
It is the best watch, ever, and reminds me of this poor quality joke I once saw in a poor quality jokebook:
Dad: "What happened to the shock-proof, water-proof, bullet-proof, lightning-proof, radiation-proof, acid-proof wristwatch I gave you for your birthday?"
Son: "I lost it."
I will never lose this watch. Because it's as big as Basingstoke.
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