Spencer was teaching after having enough of the FBI for a while. He started lecturing and got into a rhythm until he noticed all the women practically drooling over him.

"How many of you are auditing this class?"

All but two guys and one woman raised their hand.

Spencer's thoughts: "I wonder if those students would still want the screwed up, troubled, broken, recovering addict, awkward, virgin of a man I actually am."

"Okay, Class dismissed"