Lou, over the the years, I must have sent you at least a couple of PMs telling you how much that I enjoyed reading your stories. So, please don't take this as a personal affront
to your posts here.
As I mentioned in my one post, just the fact that a person has mentioned in passing that
they do know a a secret, they have already blown the secrecy pact by 50%.
And you admitted that the secret was being passed around the after play party bar under the influence of fire water.
So you and at least 50 others have heard the same story. How much would you bet that if ten people were to make a post relating what they know, that each story would be at least 180 degrees from the original.
You mentioned that when you were stationed over seas, you handled top secret documents.
And after work Lou goes to the popular off base bar. You know, the one that is also frequented by shadowy figures of the underworld.
Lou sits down beside a complete stranger and introduces himself.
Hi, my name is Lou.
Hello Lou, my name is Ivor Kaygeebeenoff.
Lou - I know something that you don't know.
Ivor - Really Lou, please tell.
Lou - Well, I really shouldn't but, I have a Level 8 security clearance and I handle secret documents for the USAF. Thats all I can tell you.
Ivor - Lou, I was just about to order another drink, may I purchase one for you.
Lou - Thanks, don't mind if I do.
Ivor - Lou, if you allow me, I would like to buy you a house specialty, its called a Sodium Pentathol shooter.
Lou - Sounds like fun.
Ivor - We have beeg fun together Lou, you and I.
Lou - Stares intently ahead, his eye balls have been replaced by black exes. "The rain in Spain, falls mainly on the plain".