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Jan. 25th, 2010

You know, I could have been mysteriously knocked up during my final final exams by the math gods, and the resulting baby would be due any day. That's how long I've been poor and jobless.

The resulting kid would be scary. Imagine, if you will:

Mathkid: Mommy, what's for dinner?
Me: Null Set O's and Peanos!
Mathkid: Yummy!

Me: How old are you?
Mathkid: This many! *holds up appropriate number of fingers in base ten, and then rattles off their age in base 2 through base n, for n their age*

Me: Don't do that.
Mathkid: *does it*
Me: I told you not to do it.
Mathkid: But now it's a problem we can solve.

This is why I have no plans to reproduce.

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thisisthesmile
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:10 am (UTC)
Your kid would be an adorable mad genius, though! Who could resist?
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