Unlike the most interesting man in the world that we see on Dos Equis beer ads, every so often my presence is graced with the Smartest Man in the World.
He speaks fluent Russian...in Cajun.
He is the Smartest Man in the World.
He knows that he can get away with anything he wants because everyone else in the world is stupid.
His momma is always telling him how smart he is.
He knows he is being cheated because he knows he is worth a lot more than he is being paid, even though he only finished fourth grade. He know this because he is the Smartest Man in the World.
He's getting rich in the scrap business because he just ordered a bunch of hardware for the construction project he is working on and sold it all to a scrap yard for $100 to buy 'shine with, yet he knows he will never get caught because he is the Smartest Man in the World. He knows nobody will ask why he ordered ten kitchen sinks for a three bedroom house because he is the Smartest Man in the World.
A flag flies on the top of the family tree of the Smartest Man in the World.
When the camera zooms in on this guy, sitting between a pair of trailer trash Barbies, he says:
"I generally drink 'shine, but when I drink beer, I prefer Old Popskull."
Stay hammered, my friends.
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