Mister Pallet puts on a pretty show. Loops and bright lights and little asian hippy women and all. Y'know, you really have to wonder how he gets his hair like that, don't you?
Math for the month of April is the following, in brief:
5(exams) = N(study time)
N
- 24X(hours worked/wk)
- 50Y(girlish weeping)
- 100Z(hysterical existentialism)
- 46R(pirate) = A(actual study time)
A <<<<<<<<< N = FUCK
