The fat one won't fit into the woodchipper. What do you want me to do?
Grand Pa: What does Mr. Potato Head and Cuba have in common?
Me:expecting the worstWhat's that.....
Grand Pa: They both have a dictator.
A roamin' numeral.
My dad said it was hard to confirm it was a lion because the reports were from a number of "random spottings."
My mom said it "Sounds more like a leopard."
The context here is a discussion on encryption on a data storage medium. The kid here is a new guy who is fresh from grad school. The dad here is a senior engineer who looks like middle aged Gordon Freeman with graying hair. The kid was asking questions on how to erase data securely using a particular protocol command. He wanted more information on the random number keys necessary to encrypt/decrypt the data with. It went some thing like this.
Kid: " So you have A key, right ?"
Dad with a sly smile on his face immediately checks his pocket and whips out his car keys and says " No, I have many keys "
