h a l f b a k e r yOn the one hand, true. On the other hand, bollocks.
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Moments before you expire, a civil servant, cleared to top
secret plus codeword level, appears and divulges a juicy state
secret to you.
Obviously, you've chosen from a menu of possible areas of
interest in return for your fee. What's more, the fee covers
medical professionals and lawyers
to be on hand to ensure
there's no chance of any leakage.
You can then pop off with a smirk on your face.
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It would be so disappointing if the juicy secret was something you
already knew |
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//so disappointing if the juicy secret was something you
already knew// |
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Would it? Just say "oh I know that" and spend your remaining
minutes observing the quiet panic. |
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Also, what if you are already a civil servant with a high level security
clearance? |
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I think this would work well the other way around. On your
deathbed, with your beloved family gathered around you, just
whisper "I killed them all, you know. So much blood - so very
much blo..." |
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“Whatever you do, never dig up the patio...” |
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What if the secret is "Due to a mix-up in hospital when you were a newborn baby, you are in fact the rightful heir to the throne of <insert name of country> ... |
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Rather a bitter pill to swallow. |
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// with your beloved family gathered around you, // |
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At least that's not something you'll ever have to worry about, [MB]. From what we've had the misfortune to observe of your family, the nearest analogy would be a pack of hungry jackals following an injured zebra foal. |
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"Pop off" means to die right? I hope that means to die
and not something else. |
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// a pack of hungry jackals following an injured zebra foal//
Pshaw. Buchanans are never hungry. |
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It's an allegory ... you know what we mean, cold blooded, scaly skin, huge teeth, relative of crocodiles and cayman... |
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