Darren looked both ways before entering the corridor. He didn't want anyone to see him. He stepped out, feeling vulnerable underneath the fluorescent lights. Quickly he crept down the hall and unlocked the door to the room labeled Server Room. A familiar feeling crept through him, he was almost sick from the anticipation. The familiar hum and the blinkenlights of the networking devices put him at ease. Darren disrobed in the soft glow of the terminal. Before him he set out a half empty tube of lubrication, and stretched his fingers before issuing commands at the prompt before him. VT100 emulation. 9600 Baud. 8 data bits, no parity, 1 stop bit, and no flow control. Darren was ready.

Router>enable
Router#conf t
Router#(config)hostname im_masturbating

And he began. He lubed up and jerked himself into a coma. When he awoke, his boss Larry was standing there over his naked body, his pathetic limp manhood still in hand.
"Darren, get dressed. I understand we all have these youthful indiscretions, and I admire your passion for your work. This must never happen again, and we won't ever talk about this."
Darren looked up at Larry dumbly, and collected his clothing. From that day forward the enable password on the routers was changed and no one ever told Darren what it was.