Sometimes I go into the bathroom at work and flip off the new boss from behind the door, both birds raised and blazing. It's quiet but I'm yelling.
Also, when I come home from a rotten day and A. is in an equally rotten mood, it does not double the rotten, but rather, makes rotten squared.
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I like that sort of people math. Sort of like the amount of noise and/or mess two children can make is far greater than double that of one child.
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