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BRB, trying to convince my boss I'm a wizard.

Yeah, good luck with that shit, pal.

Usually when you sign a non-disclosure agreement, you're affirming the fact that you will not say shit about shit until you're cleared to do so.

This guy, in his excitement, leaked details that seem innocuous enough, but which google, for whatever reasons, felt strongly enough about protecting that they made him sign am NDA.

It seems a little silly on the surface but if he's going to blab company "secrets" to strangers on the internet, they don't know him well enough to feel secure that he won't leak other , more sensitive data to someone who's gained his confidence- after all, the "con" in "con man" is short for "confidence"; if I was doing corporate espionage, I'd love an eager beaver with loose lips (hush, you) like this kid.

I have held high level meetings with ambassador Meatball Lingonberry there.

Dickey gave up more homers (24) than every other top Cy Young candidate except Cole Hamels who also gave up 24.

As they say about knuckleballers, if it's high, let it fly.