The other Jewish Elvis in Cajun country

So, as Joe has pointed out, I have been given a knickname down here: P-Nut. Now, I know this knickname begs the question, "What the fuck?" but, unfortunately, I don't really have an answer. One day I walked in to the newsroom and my fellow cops reporter bestowed up me this odd knickname. I asked if there was any particular reason and he had no answer. But I'm working on a good story to explain it that involves Neil Bush, Thai hookers, a coke binge and a vacuum cleaner. More to come soon.

Embracing this new knickname, I do have a motto for my new alter ego:

"'Dese nuts? P-Nut's."