Word Problem, 12 points
Today I baked twelve pies. I put two pies on a westbound train headed north at 5 knots; I put the remaining ten pies (blueberry, all of them) on a eastbound train headed south at 120 mph. Both trains began their journey in the same town. What time did the trains collide underwater, and how many hobos shat out their tapeworms due to my use of Mom's Blueberry Baking Sauce (currently found in the cleaner aisle under the misleading moniker "Lysol Disinfectant All-Purpose Cleaner in Island Breeze")? In which city did the trains collide, and what flavor were the two pies in the first train? Finally, what must man do to win the trust of an angry god? No calculators - show your work.
2 Comments:
I'm not going to answer as I think it might be a trick question. Although I've no idea where you've hidden the rabbit. And as for showing my work, I've managed to hold down a job for 25 years without doing that, and I don't intend to start now.
I'm not real smart lke the other commenters around here. I'll come back last week sometime and explain about that if IIRC. (Maybe DSM-IV, 290.10 would do). So all I can say is I'd really like to see you perform your posts in drag, sir.
When can I catch your act live last year in front of Lileks' place?
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