I don't know about the rest of you, but fer me it's, like, a self-protection, eh? It's a sruvvival tactik.

If yer too smart, girls don't like ya. Who wants to be a flippin nerd or a bookworm?

If yer too smart, people expect you to "buckle down" and hold down a serious flippin' job! You will never see me do that. No sir.

If yer too smart, people won't buy the stories you make up, like...

"Oh, I was just borrowin' the snowmobile. Didn't you tell Don to tell me it was okay?"

"Oh, well, I didnt' realize it wasn't you, cos the lights were out, eh? I thought it WAS you. Dead straight, babe. I would NEVER cheat on you. Never. I don't even know her. I don't. Who the flip do ya figure she is anyway?"

"The beer? There's none left? Shit! Who would've drunk all the beer while you was downtown fer an hour?"

"I never got that ticket, officer. Honest. It musta been lost in the mail."

"It wasn't me."

"It was Don did it."

"Search me...NO, I didn't mean that literal, eh? You don't have to... Ohh...shit. ..... Jeez, look at that, eh? These are my brother Don's pants I borrowed, officer, and...look at that! My brother msut be usin' DRUGS! Look...I will help with his cownselling, eh? Just take my number down. And call me. Okay? Can I go now?"

BDiBR