Old man thoughts on tornados and steaks

I'm an old man now. Fought in two wars, two marriages, had 3 retirements and many rough and beautiful miles. (and I still fantasize about handing out arse kickings to those in need!)

Over all these years there are two common things (apart from women) which I feel like an idiot for never really grasping.

#1. Tornado warnings and watches. Just say "Potential for tornados" or "Yup, there is a tornado". (a warning suggests there is one on the way, a watch suggests "watch-out" here comes one!"

#2. Grades of steak. Premium, Prime, Platinum, Choice?? Just describe it like lumber Grade #1 or #2 or #3 or A, B, C etc.

Now get the hell off my lawn unless you need an arse kicking or need advise on something I probably don't know much about, or if you are willing to listen to me ramble about my experiences which may be peppered with slight exaggerations.