Anoriand wrote:So... basically I live in a swamp filled with old people and gators who are also math dealers.
I assume you meant Meth, but that typo creates such a great image in my head.
"Hey...you kids want some multiplication tables?"
"Nah, Gramps...we're into Asian History, man. We ain't got no time fer your crazy math stuff."
"Oh, oh, yeah...I've got some history stuff, too. You want some Dates?"
"You mean like...the little plum things?"
"No, Dates...like 1776, I've got a couple of them for Independence Day. And, Asian History, right? I've got a 1582 right here."
"Ah, sweet man...1582? That was the Honnoji Incident."
"Yeah, yeah...you know what else it is?"
"Uhh...it's like, sixteen when added together, right?"
"That's right! Gotcha now you little addicts!"
"Oh no...I'm addicted to Math, now!"
Narrator Voiceover: "Math...not even once."
BTW, I'm Eastern Timezone. GMT-5.
