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professor Burke and professor Lee two mathematicians who could not agree loudly voiced their differences at half past noon having daily lunch at the Greasy Spoon the subject on the fateful day was Pi and they could not see eye to eye a disagreement on the thousandth digit had Burke turn red and caused Lee to fidget said Burke “No you are off by one!” spat Lee “Your math is poorly done!” Burke shouted, “Lee, you have gone too far!” reached toward the counter for a candy jar but his hand instead encountered pie a hideous gleam sprang to his eye he flung the pie with all his might hit Lee full face, eyes wide with fright but Lee recovered and found more pies Boston Creme took Burke between the eyes apple, custard, lemon, berry pecan, pumpkin, key lime, cherry pies of every kind were thrown plates' radius squared remained unknown the police arrived to break up the fray took the two meringued men away many hours later in the quiet cell with pie for ink and tempers quelled the two stood looking at the wall upon which lay their equation scrawled said Burke, with both their faces long “Well, what do you know. We both were wrong.”
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
The Great Pi(e) Fight
professor Burke and professor Lee two mathematicians who could not agree loudly voiced their differences at half past noon having daily lunch at the Greasy Spoon the subject on the fateful day was Pi and they could not see eye to eye a disagreement on the thousandth digit had Burke turn red and caused Lee to fidget said Burke “No you are off by one!” spat Lee “Your math is poorly done!” Burke shouted, “Lee, you have gone too far!” reached toward the counter for a candy jar but his hand instead encountered pie a hideous gleam sprang to his eye he flung the pie with all his might hit Lee full face, eyes wide with fright but Lee recovered and found more pies Boston Creme took Burke between the eyes apple, custard, lemon, berry pecan, pumpkin, key lime, cherry pies of every kind were thrown plates' radius squared remained unknown the police arrived to break up the fray took the two meringued men away many hours later in the quiet cell with pie for ink and tempers quelled the two stood looking at the wall upon which lay their equation scrawled said Burke, with both their faces long “Well, what do you know. We both were wrong.”
In honor of Pi Day. With gratitude to Mr. Laurel and Mr. Hardy.
#humor#fight#pi#pie
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
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