Alan Turing

23 Sep 2003 /

A colleague at work asked me, “Do you know how Alan Turing died?”

“He ate a poisoned apple.”

“His mom always maintained that he did that by accident.”

“Does his mom also maintain that he just never found the right girl?”

“How could that happen by accident?”

I don’t believe it happened by accident, but the funny thing is, my colleague had on his desk at that moment a large squash, which he’d taken from a bag of large squash that someone had brought in and left in the break room.

“Maybe the day Turing died, someone left a bag of apples in the break room.”

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