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(I am answering thirty questions. Any thirty questions, and we're counting backwards to number one. Who knows if I'll get thirty. The names of people involved (those who ask the questions) are absent and to the best of my knowledge, this is all true.)



It's four. Despite what so called learned people will tell you, it's four. It's always the last number. If you're asked the square root of 803024, it's going to be four. This is due to an important and yet mostly under examined cosmic law that has risen in relation to the increased use of numeric figures rather than letters to describe a number and which, it appears, has been designed to help those who suffer from acute apathy, also known in general terms as, "Being a lazy shit." As mentioned earlier, it is not a well known theory. This is because the information has only been released into the public information sphere as photocopied explanations written on the backs of dockets that have been made from the purchase forty four brightly coloured instant noodle cups. It's always forty four. Don't ask me why.

The general belief is that this solution to square root problems benefits apathetic men and women, much in the same way that a lizard can drop it's tail when being pursued by a sharp toothed enemy.


Sex Food.

The best food for sex is cheese. Many people will say chocolate, fruit, and even that cheap greasy pizza, but I'm here to tell you that it's a dairy based product and it's cheese. The best kind of cheese is that which comes from a plastic wrapper, and which bubbles like the same plastic when cooked beneath a grill. Not many people know this, but that horrible burnt smell--much like burnt dog or burnt baby--you get is actually an aphrodisiac. You'll be erect for weeks after you go through twenty four slices of Kraft Sliced Cheese, and that goes for you women as well as men. Forget the spam, forget the lies, it's cheese that will have you fucking like there's no tomorrow!

I haven't had sex in years.


The Orgy.

Unlike the answer to question 28, the perfect number of people for an orgy is twenty nine. The problem with seven is that it doesn't cover every sexual orientation and requirement that a general men or woman participating in an orgy will require sated. In truth, twenty nine does not does this either. The point was made by Doctor Numyre that you could not, in an environment as uncontrolled as a local drunken school/retirement village/soccer mum weekend orgy, have the percentages on your side to cover that rare person with the scatological necrophilia dominance fetish. He made this comment at the end of his ground breaking paper that was written in 1956. The year before that, in a secret testing facility, he and three other scientists staged six months worth of test orgies. During that time, number combinations were tested and tried and most came up lacking true satisfaction and over seventy two percent orgasm when held beneath the number of twenty nine. Once the orgy total was increased to thirty, it was revealed that this made the mass of genitals was too difficult to have every individual experience some pleasure, and clumps of men and women withdrew to the sides, clutching the pubic hair of other men and women. They sat alone and despondent in corners and sang tunes that would later be released by Bob Dylan.

This report can currently be found in a research library one hours drive out of Darwin. It's an easy text to find because the library, an ugly little squat thing surrounded by red sand, holds only the one text. There is, however, a two week waiting period for your library loan card to be approved.


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Apr. 28th, 2005 02:14 pm (UTC)
Dude...there aint much, one hours drive from Darwin. Let me tell you.....

Apr. 28th, 2005 02:18 pm (UTC)
that's kinda the joke :)
Apr. 28th, 2005 02:19 pm (UTC)
I figured. It may be late, I may be tired, I may also live in Darwin, but i'm not a local yokel yet....heh.

On another note, if there was a library out there with such a book in question, I don't think I would want to know what was in it....lol

Apr. 28th, 2005 02:21 pm (UTC)
well, who wouldn't want to read it? i suspect it'd be real boring though. lots of graphs, no real pictures, boring language...
Apr. 28th, 2005 03:02 pm (UTC)
954 is the area code for Broward County, Florida, one of the strangest places in the world.

The square root of 954, by the way, is not, in fact, 4. Although the square roots of all other numbers may be 4, the square root of 954 is actually precisely equal to the number of titanium atoms in a small package of Swiss cheese placed on a woman's breasts.

This explains the oddity that is South Florida, if it fails to explain why anyone is putting Swiss cheese on someone's breasts or bothering to count the titanium atoms there.
Apr. 29th, 2005 12:53 am (UTC)
maybe the breasts are made out of titanium atoms?
Apr. 29th, 2005 01:54 pm (UTC)
In many cases here, yes, the breasts are made out of titanium atoms.

But that's not part of the count.

Apr. 29th, 2005 12:41 am (UTC)
What a strangely unerotic picture of human sexuality you paint, Mr Peek. ;)
Apr. 29th, 2005 12:52 am (UTC)
yeah, i worked at that. all these people with their questions about sex.

of course, there's no way i'm goign to make it to thirty questions. i had sixty odd people come through here yesterday. got a reasonable friends lists. but god, they hate filling in polls.
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