i solved 199 problems today

[logistic_guy]

When the great American chess player $\displaystyle \text{Bobby Fischer}$ was asked: Why are you better than other chess players by a huge margin, he simply replied, because I practice $\displaystyle 20$ hours a day.

I am as the Lord of mathematics, solved $\displaystyle 199$ problems today. I thought to share problem $\displaystyle 200$ so that we can solve it together. It will be under the title $\displaystyle \text{Astrophysics and Cosmology}$.

$\displaystyle 199$ problems?

Yes, and this is one reason that you all cannot be better than me!

 

[jonah2.0]

Beer induced non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.

When the great American chess player $\displaystyle \text{Bobby Fischer}$ was asked: Why are you better than other chess players by a huge margin, he simply replied, because I practice $\displaystyle 20$ hours a day.

I am as the Lord of mathematics, solved $\displaystyle 199$ problems today. I thought to share problem $\displaystyle 200$ so that we can solve it together. It will be under the title $\displaystyle \text{Astrophysics and Cosmology}$.

$\displaystyle 199$ problems?

Yes, and this is one reason that you all cannot be better than me!

For an itchy butthole, one can never go wrong with menthol ointments like Vicks vaporub. One must of course wash one's butthole with soap and water before applying any ointments down there.

Give it a try! You'll be pleasantly surprised.

 

[khansaheb]

For an itchy butthole, one can never go wrong with menthol ointments like Vicks vaporub

I think Preparation-H is more effective....

 

[logistic_guy]

Beer induced non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.


For an itchy butthole, one can never go wrong with menthol ointments like Vicks vaporub. One must of course wash one's butthole with soap and water before applying any ointments down there.

Give it a try! You'll be pleasantly surprised.

Tell you what jonah$\displaystyle 2.0$, today I jogged pretending I was an athlete like khan. While jogging, I was wearing Long Johns. And I mistakenly entered my left hand inside that sweaty briefs and scratched one young ball. Surprisingly, later, when I smelled my left hand, it smelled exactly like my right hand. They both smelled like Cherry! Then I just remembered that the other day I washed those balls with Cherry bubble soap. It is a new product just came out in the market. Very expensive but also very effective. In addition to its long lasting Cherry smell, it does not tear the eyes. But I am sure that this product does not fit your style and certainly you will not buy it because you love it more when your hands smell differently every time you squeeze one of your old balls!

 

[jonah2.0]

Beer induced non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.

Tell you ...

Upon further further reflection, I imagine that washing one's butthole with mentholated shampoo like Head & Shoulders and water instead of just soap and water might make for a better itch relief.

Also, mentholated shaving creams could also do just as well instead of Vicks ointment.

 

[logistic_guy]

Beer induced non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.


Upon further further reflection, I imagine that washing one's butthole with mentholated shampoo like Head & Shoulders and water instead of just soap and water might make for a better itch relief.

Also, mentholated shaving creams could also do just as well instead of Vicks ointment.

Love you jonah$\displaystyle 2.0$. Let us just hope that your wife will not see this message!

 

[jonah2.0]

Beer soaked non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.

Love you ...

It can be very irritating when you're in the middle of something interesting and you realize that your nails need some much needed attention. You might think that "I don't have time for that now or I'll lose my momentum" but those nails just keeps imposing themselves on your conscious mind. But you just keep soldiering on and on and hope it will go away. But it doesn't go away so you drop everything and you realize the clippers are nowhere to be seen.

 

[logistic_guy]

Beer soaked non sequitur recycled ramblings follow.


It can be very irritating when you're in the middle of something interesting and you realize that your nails need some much needed attention. You might think that "I don't have time for that now or I'll lose my momentum" but those nails just keeps imposing themselves on your conscious mind. But you just keep soldiering on and on and hope it will go away. But it doesn't go away so you drop everything and you realize the clippers are nowhere to be seen.

That is exactly what happens to me so often. And what bothers me more is that when I cannot find my nail clippers at the moment I need it, I discover after a few days, one of these kiddos quietly stole it without anyone noticing. Like if it was the only nail clippers in the world!

I hate kids but I love them!