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thread starter BabysAreFood Jul 26 2009
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| Baby you be sine and I'll be cosine. Lets go to your place and make tangent. |
imearth 07/26/09
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Spudman 07/26/09
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asiankid234 07/26/09
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| Thats acute line you got there. |
matteson 07/26/09
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| Im too acute for you and youre square roots are probably all squares. |
matthewxx 07/26/09
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DyceDarq 07/26/09
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| i dont like your girlfriend. |
bloodyhunter 07/26/09
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| Lololol. Math humor, how fanatstic |
tamericus Jul 26 2009
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| I'd rather be sine, they get to be on top. |
Candiilandy 07/26/09
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mapleSoul 07/26/09
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bromguardian Jul 26 2009
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| I got other plans...with another numeral </3 |
xShaunyx Jul 26 2009
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| bloodyhunter said: "Lololol. Math humor, how fanatstic" Yes, yes indeed. tab said: "Once upon a time (1/t) pretty little Polly Nomial was strolling across a field of vectors when she came to the boundary of a singularly large matrix. Now Polly was convergent, and her mother had made it an absolute condition that she must never enter such an array without her brackets on. Polly, however, who had changed her variables that morning and was feeling particularly badly behaved, ignored this condition on the basis that it was insufficient and made her way in amongst the complex elements. Rows and columns closed in on her from all sides. Tangents approached her surface. She became tensor and tensor. Quite suddendly two branches of a hyperbola touched her at a single point. She oscillated violently, lost all sense of directrix, and went completely divergent. As she tripped over a square root that was protruding from the erf and plunged headlong down a steep gradient. When she rounded off once more, she found herself inverted, apparently alone, in a non-Euclidean space. She was being watched, however. That smooth operator, Curly Pi, was lurking inner product. As his eyes devoured her curvilinear coordinates, a singular expression crossed his face. He wondered, "Was she still convergent?" He decided to integrate properly at once. Hearing a common fraction behind her, Polly rotated and saw Curly Pi approaching with his power series extrapolated. She could see at once by his degenerate conic and dissipative that he was bent on no good. "Arcsinh," she gasped. "Ho, ho," he said, "What a symmetric little asymptote you have I can see you angles have lots of secs." "Oh sir," she protested, "keep away from me I haven't got my brackets on." "Calm yourself, my dear," said our suave operator, "your fears are purely imaginary." "I, I," she thought, "perhaps he's not normal but homologous." "What order are you?" the brute demanded. "Seventeen," replied Polly. Curly leered "I suppose you've never been operated on." "Of course not," Polly replied quite properly, "I'm absolutely convergent." "Come, come," said Curly, "let's off to a decimal place I know and I'll take you to the limit." "Never," gasped Polly. "Abscissa," he swore, using the vilest oath he knew. His patience was gone. Coshing her over the coefficient with a log until she was powerless, Curly removed her discontinuities. He stared at her significant places, and began smoothing out her points of inflection. Poor Polly. The algorithmic method was now her only hope. She felt his digits tending to her asymptotic limit. Her convergence would soon be gone forever. There was no mercy, for Curly was a heavyside operator. Curly's radius squared itself; Polly's loci quivered. He integrated by parts. He integrated by partial fractions. After he cofactored, he performed runge - kutta on her. The complex beast even went all the way around and did a contour integration. What an indignity - to be multiply connected on her f |
tamericus 07/26/09
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| mapleSoul said: "I don't get it" Geometry. |
InBrunei Jul 26 2009
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| Lolwut. Forget math humor! Let's use food humor! I artichoked. |
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