One time I hired a monkey to take notes for me in class. I would just sit there with my mind all a complete blank while the monkey scribbled on little pieces of paper. At the end of the week the teacher said, "Class, I want you to write a paper using your notes." So I said, "Hello, my name is Bingo. I like to climb on things. Can I have a banana? Eek eek." I got an F. When I told my mom she said, "I told you never trust a monkey!" The end.
A member of GsixtyThree
suite, I am also a former EastDorm MathMan
, and a MathMajor
. In these positions, I helped out other mathites in the dorm, and generally made sure that the laws of mathematics were never violated - although to occassionally violate laws in other disciplines is condoned.