Ivan

Amy's husband was called Ivan. Ivan the Terrible, Barry always called him, naturally. 'Ivan? What kind of name is that?' he said to Tracy after Amy's engagement was announced. 'Bloody Russian.'

'Actually, I think it's because he had a Norwegian grandfather', Tracy said.

'Norwegian?' Barry said incredulously, as if she'd just announced that Ivan's family came from the moon.

Ivan is planning an attack on our flank.

I’m sure whoever was in charge must have been one of the last of the Fulda Fucktards, you know, those generals who spent their nard-drop years training to defend West Germany from Ivan.