A Breakfast Conversation

bookofmirrors and I were just finished eating breakfast, and she was talking about some stuff at work, some sort of skin problem that the lasers would fix; she had treated a couple of hers. She was talking about how, when she was first asked about them, she had to ask what they were. Well, we were talking about it, and it basically led to me saying something along the lines of:

Me: Got so much knowledge up here in my head, I must have forgotten it

bookofmirrors: Yeah, you've got so much you must have misplaced it

At which point, a Mr. Burns-like (think The Simpsons) voice went through my head...

"Misplaced. Like my keys, or my wallet. Or perhaps your virginity."