this, if you speak chinese it’s even better.

cube
pipe
orange
egg

read on for the rest of the solution
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can describe this.

I didn’t notice them at first, it was normal stuff, one or two here and there. But I should have been watching the flanks, always the flanks. Before I knew it I was surrounded, every shelf taken every nook and craney filled with something. What do they use it all for ? Do they build houses out of it ? I am happy my mom and sister are visiting but really what is all these chemicals that women use. My bathroom is totally taken over. Today my sister bought a shower hanging thingie to hold her shampo/conditioner/scrubber/exfoliator/loufa/…. god help me. I had shampoo and soap before that was it. I tried to fight back but all of my troops are lost. I have no idea where the afteshave is. And worst of all my sister wants to upgrade the pert plus apparently it’s not good enough once you graduate college.
I fear that I am losing not just this battle but the war. Mom wants to buy new kitchen stuff *shudder*….

This can take up a chunk of your time. The score you want is 20,000. And no cheating, can’t ask other people to help you.
enjoy.

At functions’ party, everybody is having fun. You can see Square Root and Addition grooving all around, Logarithm is boozing with some friends, Cosine is chatting some girls up. But there, in a dark corner, Exponential is sitting all by himself, sad and blue, his eyes fixed on the ground. Tangent and Arc Tangent approacch him and say: “Come on, what you’re doing there! It’s a party, you gotta have fun! Just integrate with the others!”. Exponential glances them even more depressed and replies: “and how exactly would that change things?”

How would a string break up with a boolean after years of engangement? She’d say: “Sorry, I should have known from the start that you’re just not my type.”

An astronomer, an engineer, and a mathematician are on a train travelling through Scotland, when they see a black sheep in a field from the window.
“Aha!” says the astronomer, “All sheep in Scotland are black.”
“No” says the engineer, “All you can say is that the sheep in this field are black.”
The mathematician rolls his eyes. “Gentlemen”, he says, “All we know is that in Scotland there exists at least one field, containing at least one sheep, at least ONE SIDE OF WHICH is black.”

Two atoms are walking down the street when one says hey I just lost an electron!
The other atom says – “are you sure?”
The first atom says “I’m Positive!”

A neutron walks into a bar and orders a drink, when he asks the bartender how much, she replies “For you? No charge.”

Where does one put the dishes?
Zinc
What does one do if one can’t zwim?
Zinc

ok ok, I’ll stop now. but it was fun.

Now I have as much school pride as the next guy. I do on occasion miss the RU screw but you can not have a Rutgers basketball player be the number one draft. EVEN IN A MOVIE. Can we try to stick to reality even a little bit ? Maybe you could make the claim for the women’s basketball team, after all they were in the final four only a few years ago. But the men’s team ? Come on, when was the last time they made it to the NCAA tournement ?
Next they will have the football team play in the rose bowl.

The neon sign glow bright red in the night sky, proclaiming to all the bars existence. The bar had always been there, red neon sign, regulars that remember a better town and a few skanks at the dark end of the bar waiting for the bar tender to paint their faces.
The vicar walked in and all heads turned towards him. He walked slowly into the bar like they used to do in the old western movies except without the music or the fanfare. He looked a bit hesitant looking over the regulars and the skanks till his eyes found what he was looking for.
The felt on the table was stained and burnt with countless spills and cigarettes but that didn’t bother the players. The only thing in sight that was not at least a decade old was the deck of cards that had just been opened. The vicar silently sat at the table and the monk dealt him in. He put his chips in front of him, they were bright red the color of fresh blood. The vicar didn’t look at his cards none of the players did. The mullah slowly pushed his chips to the middle of the table. The rabbi followed suit without hesitation. The Shinto priest didn’t touch his chips yet they were added to the pot.
The monk dealt the flop, without surprise it was 8s,9s,Ts. Not waiting for anyone to raise or call chips that they didn’t own (with this crowd you never know) the turn showed a Js and the river Qs. Ks, As would complete the royal flush. The monk looked down at the table its end was not visible. Unseen shapes that couldn’t possibly fit at the table looked tense. Trying to count them simply made them fade into the background and appear again in the corner of the monk�s eyes. He smiles and looked at his cards. They were UNO cards. The chips had faces of women and children chiseled on them. The players turned over their cards.

This is pretty interesting.