In the IT front office, a woman carries on a conversation about how to choose a new password, while her small child watches. Then, out of nowhere:
Girl, age 5: This one time, my daddy had a hole in his pants, and I could see his underwear.
Colleague: And did you fix the hole?
Girl: Nope. We threw out the pants and got new ones.
I’ve decrypted your post as follows:
How to make a nuclear bomb. First get 12.7kg of plutonium, fashion into a 2.75cm sphere, surround with 32kg compound C4 explosive, connect 18 xenon-linked igniters model 3245/M.23 detonators. To explode, enter password: “We threw out the pants and got new ones.”.
Ah, public key encryption. Is there anything you can’t do?