I can't seem to face up to the facts...
I have a file.
No, you can't see it. Your credentials classify you as B-31, and nowhere NEAR authorized to see it.
Anyway, my file.
It's hidden. I have to hide it. Men come to steal it, you see.
Every evening, after I lay me down to sleep, and pray the lord my soul to keep, these men come. Schlupping their way in through the drain-pipes on their ominous schlupper-scuppers.
A Schlupper-scupper? Do remember, son; B-31. Let's not try and pry further, eh?
To thwart these men, I must deploy agents of my own. Methods and manipulations to keep my file safe.
Three streets down, a magnet must be placed against the United States Postal Office Dropoff Box. These men, these anti-agents, these drainpipe denizens use these boxes to hide special magnetically encoded information, concerning the location of my file. My magnets serve to keep them off track.
I must turn the television in the other room on to channel 47 and the television in this room on to channel 58 starting at 7:22 PM, and exactly 10 minutes apart. This produces a millimeter wave feedback that keeps them from listening in. Their electronic ears will hear this noise, and they will only hear the dead tongues of kings.
I have a file, you see.
I have to keep it hidden; keep it safe.
No, you can't see it. Your credentials classify you as B-31, and nowhere NEAR authorized to see it.
Anyway, my file.
It's hidden. I have to hide it. Men come to steal it, you see.
Every evening, after I lay me down to sleep, and pray the lord my soul to keep, these men come. Schlupping their way in through the drain-pipes on their ominous schlupper-scuppers.
A Schlupper-scupper? Do remember, son; B-31. Let's not try and pry further, eh?
To thwart these men, I must deploy agents of my own. Methods and manipulations to keep my file safe.
Three streets down, a magnet must be placed against the United States Postal Office Dropoff Box. These men, these anti-agents, these drainpipe denizens use these boxes to hide special magnetically encoded information, concerning the location of my file. My magnets serve to keep them off track.
I must turn the television in the other room on to channel 47 and the television in this room on to channel 58 starting at 7:22 PM, and exactly 10 minutes apart. This produces a millimeter wave feedback that keeps them from listening in. Their electronic ears will hear this noise, and they will only hear the dead tongues of kings.
I have a file, you see.
I have to keep it hidden; keep it safe.