Friday 11 May 2012

Some real brain food:

And by 'food' I mean haemorrhage. Anyway, y'all better get yoself a part bake roll.

The first thing y'all gadda do is to take dat part bake roll and split it down the middle, like I split yo mama's legs - ALL THE WAY!

Then y'all gatta put those two pieces under something real hat, I used yo mama's ass but y'all can use a grayill. Get dem honeyz niiice 'n' toasted.

Then y'all better get yo black asses some cheese on it cos dat's da foundation, man, y'all wouldn't build no house widout dem bricks on er bottom.

Now grill that mutha fucker 'til she's niiice runny, like. Not too runny, we don' want dat bitch sliiidin' owff the toast now, do we?

Next, y'all better get yo asses down to Germany cos y'all gonna need some SALAMI, and lots of it. Layer that mutha up good an' proper.

Now ya gatta get the juices followin', tease that girl, make her wan' it...then put her ass back in the grill.

When she's all ready for yo meat, y'all better rise to the occasion an' put some sweet-ass ham on there.

Last but not least, you muthaz better put some cheese slices on er top.

Now she's got one hat body, real niiice, but she still ain't quite ready. Fire up that grill one more time and melt that cheese aaaaaaaaaaaaaall over her ass, she'll love it.

Now she's ready. This is where you real men come in. Y'all need to go down on that ho and eat the soft, juicy, warm, moist girl like she the only one in the world.

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Still a better love story than Twilight.

Tuesday 1 May 2012

Integration

Excuse the length of this post...and the grammatical, mathematical and logical errors, and try to see deeper into the depths of the etern...here's the post.



Again, sorry about the length. If you spot any (serious) errors please leave a comment and I'll try to correct it/them. Also post comments and questions about the maths and/or LaTeX used.