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  We had Chinese carry out tonight and my fortune cookie read:  "The Sign of Intelligence is not Knowledge but Imagination."

I have a lot of imagination.  When I see a sexy young man walk by, I mentally undress him,  When I notice his bulge, I guess the size of his cock.  I watch his ass move and if it seems to be lubricated, I wonder if it is still virgin.  If I see a rainbow tee shirt, I might say, "My boyfriend gave me a shirt like yours, but I only wore it on Pride Day.  Do the local yokels give you a hard time about wearing it, or do you mostly get smiles?"  That remark could lead to an exchange of phone numbers.  If I were real young I might say, "Can you talk to me about coming out?" 

That's a lot of imagining so I must be very, very intelligent!