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Gashi soshite aisatsu, everyone. Hang on a minute. Okay, carry the two...divide by pi...subtract four times the square root of 199...TAKUSAN! (AHH! What? What is it?) What's the square root of 199? (How the heck should I know? And why do you care anyway?) I'm studying for my algebra exam tomorrow, baka! How many times do I have to tell you things before you remember them? (Okay, so I forgot you were studying! Yeesh!) Hai, and some help you are. (Hey, I don't go to school. I don't know any of that stuff.) *Sigh* Why didn't I hire a smarter muse? (Hey, I resent that! I happen to know all kinds of stuff! For example, did you know that Shakespeare invented several hundred words, including 'assassination' and 'bump'?) Hai, I did know that. You got it off of one of the little pieces of paper with trivia questions printed on them that Saranie stuck on the Christmas present she got me. (Well...okay, how about this? Mark Twain's real name is-) Samuel Langhorn Clemens. You learned that from me. (Oh, so I did...um, Jefferson Davis was the Confederate president during the Civil War?) Takusan, the only reason you know that is because we've been watching the History channel all day! (All right, so I'm not the brightest tool in the shed. Sue me.) Brightest tool in the shed...? (And I have a tendency to get analogies mixed up. That's not the point.) You know, Takusan Kangae, sometimes I wonder why I even- *lowrider ringtone* Hang on, that's my cell phone. (You have the lowrider ringtone?) It's catchy, okay? *beep* Hello? David? Um...what? Is this David? *Sigh* You have the wrong number. Again. Oh, right right right. Sorry. *beep* Gah! That was the third time today! My name is not David! (You'd think that, upon realizing that he had the wrong number, he would stop calling, but nooo, not this moron.) I feel sorry for David. He has to put up with this guy calling him all the time. (Maybe he doesn't, considering that the guy can't seem to get the number right.) True. Hey, I wonder if he's the same guy who keeps calling me in the middle of class! (For his sake, he'd better not be.) You got that right. If it happens again, I'll have my phone confiscated, and I may be forced to track down whoever keeps calling me and give him a piece of my mind. Maybe a piece of my fist, depending. (Ouch. I guess there really is nothing as scary as a woman scorned.) You had to learn sometime, if you're going to have a girlfriend. (Amarini Kawaii is not my girlfriend!) Uh-huh. *lowrider ringtone again* Oh, that'd better not be who I think it is! *beep* Now you listen to me, pal! If you keep calling, I might have to take actions that I will later regret, but not half as much as you'll regret them! Um...Sasori? A...Amarini? I'm sorry...I, like, didn't mean to...I just wanted to talk to Takky! Oh man, you're not going to start crying, are you? I can't stand it when you cry! Takusan, take the phone and tell your girlfriend not to start a sobfest! (She is not my- Hey, Ama! What's up?) I w-was just calling to, l-like, talk to you, and sh-she, like, yelled at me! What did I do wrong? (Nothing! You didn't do anyhting wrong! Sasori's just crabby because she has exams tomorrow and she doesn't know what the square root of 199 is.) Really? Is that all? Tell her it's, like, 14.106. (Uh...okay...Sasori? Did you get that?) Hai...hang on...I just found out my phone has a calculator. *beep beep bip beep bip* Um, Takusan? (Hai?) It...it IS 14.106. (Um, Ama? How did you know that?) Oh, sometimes you just, like, know stuff, you know? *giggle* (Sasori? Have you seen any caterwauling cockroaches lately, or seven-headed dragons rising in the East? Things of that nature?) You mean signs of the apocalypse? (Hai.) None other than this. (Huh. Um, arigatou, Ama. I have to go,but I'll call you back later, okay?) Like, sure thing, Takky! *beep* Okay...I think we should just leave before the sky starts falling. (Good idea. I'll start boarding up the windows.) We'll see you next time here at Sasori's Rock! (Sayonara!)

Aikou kara Sasori! (We need more canned food.)

THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND

- The expression "Yo, G!". Who is G?
- Homophobia. What a waste of time and energy. Why on Earth would anyone be afraid of a gay person?
- The way some people write chatroom abreviations out phonetically. Doubleyew tee eff, for example. Why do it when WTF is so much shorter and easier to use?
- Exams. Okay, I understand them, I just hate being subjected to their unrelenting torture.

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