The intellectuals

I met some intellectuals at the pub after work today, I tell X, and told them some of the things you’ve told me to see what they’d say. They laughed. What did you expect? he says. I don’t know. They told me you’re out of date. Out of what date? Did you tell them to go fuck themselves? No, I listened, and so should you, I say. You embarrassed me, I say.