5:35 a.m.
plus
2 cranky and starving offspring
minus
4 hours of sleep
multiplied by
3 overflowing laundry hampers
divided by
0 nannies and/or housekeepers
raised to the power of
10 short order meals
carrying over the
2 cases of Impetigo
quantified by
x( “MoooooooommmmmmmyI’mBooooooooooooored.”)
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y(“Iswearifyoudon’tSHUTitI’mgoingtocomedownthereand….”)
equals
the
“Imayhaveglorifiedmytwoweekspringbreakjustatadandnowi’mstuckwithtwoveryneedyshortpeoplesopleasesendhelpandifyouareahorny
teenagerreadingthiskeepyourpantsonfortheloveofGodTheorem.”
I think this kind of math is way more useful to the 13-19 year old crowd; Algebra II just doesn’t give the whole picture, you know?
I tell ya.
Give me enough time and I can solve just about anything via a horrifying glimpse joyous illustration of motherhood.
Dude…I seriously think you should have been Dubya's abstinence ed czar with that, it's BRILLIANT. And oh, so very true….