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a little observation from the clueless...

Some time ago back in my collage days, my buddies claimed I was totally clueless. They said this girl was hitting on me all Saturday night. I didn't think so. She asked me some questions about a course we had, and complimented me about how smart I was. She laughed at my jokes, but when she said, "I'm so drunk," I decided to walk her home. Anymore drinks, I might had to carry her. She asked me inside her dorm room, but I declined. I had some homework due Monday.

Later that evening, I received a phone call from her. She was complaining her vibrator batteries died, and she was really, really horny. She asked me to come over to lend a hand since her vibrator was dead.

I hurried on over to her place, and slid four batteries under her door shouting out, "No worries, I won't be using my Xbox until after Monday's classes."

And some say I am clueless.