It was a joke...sort of. Sink? Flush? I read it as "Dweezil's Lengthy LOG."
A man has just arrived at the insanity asylum. He is being shown around.
"And this is our canteen!" his roommate shows.
In the canteen, the athmosphere is cheery. One inhabitant shouts: "47!", and all the madmen laugh. "72!", shouts another, and again the room is filled with laughter.
"What's going on here?"
"Well, we were all bored, so one day we started telling each other jokes. But there came so many jokes, that we gave them all a number to save time. 47 is the one with the fly in the soup. And 72 is the one with the mouse and the elephant on the beach."
"Hey!", the madman thinks. "I can do that!" He stands up and says: "32."
"What's wrong? Why aren't they laughing?"
"Well... I don't mean to hurt you, but you see... it's the way you tell them..."