No way, dubbledub! The essence is not the *roof, pitched or otherwise: the sense of the simile lies in the solidity, in the slab-sidedness, in the sheer *mass of its BRICK contruction! It's gotta be a male thang!

Hey, Plut, it was just an arch joke - and I thought you played Bridge? In answer to your query, no, I had a complete absence of Susie on my person at the time I was so accosted - I don't know Susie like my friend knows Susie. The phrase came out at me out of left field in Kentucky.