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Toot, Toot!!

I just had my final for Analytic Number Theory today. It was terrible. But it wasn't completely my fault. I had a desk/table that wasn't balanced, so it rocked back and forth on me for the entire 3 hours and a guy behind me kept farting (yes, not just once, but many, many times) loudly and forcefully!!! I think he didn't know how to answer the questions, either, so he just tried to calm/amuse himself for the remaining two hours in the only way he knew how. I almost flipped out at him, but I restrained myself to only giving him a scathing glance, wrinkling my nose, and squirming in my chair.

Why are guys so gross? In particular, why in my classes are there always long-greasy-haired undergrad mathies who object to showering more than once a year and who take pride in their ability "to expel intestinal gas from the anus"?
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posted by Steph @ 2:15 AM