This is what happens when you mix brilliant Math majors with a Fraternity.
Bonus question: can you guess how many shits he gave?
Jimmy and his violin were always close.
And that's why they're hot dog vendors and not 2nd grade math teachers.
Technology, the greatest substitute of all time.
How many dangerous lies and vicious rumors are there if Daddy Fat Stacks blocks his shine at the same rate as the bombs over Baghdad?
"Twice a day keeps the math away!"