some grandmother fable story today
Q & A were discussing about cars and trees and fence
then...a few apples dropped
like what Newton predicted...
Q asked A to go n 'kutip' some...to measure it
with some picture evidence of what the apples 'look' like
here comes the story
Q : how many are they in you left hand?
A : erm...4?
Q : how many are there in your right hand pulak?
A : er...5?
Q : dude!! im suppose to have 11 then...why are there only 2 on my table?
A : *almost bursted in laugh...*
...a while...
Q : when you dont get your dinner...you know why larh!
A : *wtf...* now i know why you fail your maths...
p.s. recently, i have been cursing unreasonably
because of unreasonable load
of unreasonably bleeding unreasonable-ism