FINALLY - Guest Post - Deluded.

You ask for my number, but all you want is my dignity, isnt it you bass-turd!

welcome class, to your annual philosophy lecture.




I have a question.

suppose, that youre eating. just hanging out with your friends, one fine saturday night.

and, then while looking up from your bowl of talumein soup, you see an uncle, staring.

*staring.

*staring.

*stare.

how many of you girls have had this happen with you?

*all the girls of the class raise hands

and how many boys?

*a single lone hand comes up slowly.

yes, deluded. share with us, your experience.

umm. sir. Im not too comfortable speaking about it.......

hey, hey dont forget the deal we had, about the bournvilles *whispers

well, sir. the thing was. that me and my roommate, and another friend were eating. and when I looked up, there was this old man staring. at first I thought that that he was staring at the cute girl sitting next to me.

but but but it turned out, that he was staring at me.
AT ME!
AT MEEEEEEEE!

I smiled. he smiled back.
I stared to make him uncomfortable. he was more successful in that area.
*everyone shudders

hmm. and what did you do then beta?

I, I. I....I ate and then I got out of the restaurant.

and then...?

he, he tried to FOLLOW ME.

and what did you do?

I showed him the finger.
umm....I, then, I used my superior athleticism to run away.

*sobs and sits down

*everybody claps.