Traveling parallel to a tangent line is just not normal.
I asked my friend to measure the perimeter of the Samaritan homeland, but all could give me was Somearia.
When asked if the square root of negative one was an intelligent number, my friend responded, "i don't know."
Sir, these averages make no sense to me. I don't understand what you mean.
In order to plot the speed of my golf cart, I needed to find the driving range.
Aren't square roots radical?
How could the teacher reject my answer of 40 degrees? It was such a cute angle.
Use a black pen when calculating your trigonometry questions. I'm not a fan of tan problems.
Do I prefer trigonometry, or philosophy? Well, sometimes I see Kant.
My derivative chart has already been coated with protective paint. Why prime?
I like to add—sum times.
You want to pilfer my compass supply for sale on the black market? What is the pi rate, anyway?
y=x3? That's odd.
Calculating the distance traveled was an integral part of our plan.
Finding out after the his statistics test that data collected by retired gnomes who used to support themselves by catching wild animals cannot be used to estimate data outside the domain, the student exclaimed, "No ex trap? Oh late!"
I know your type. You travel from college to college, trespassing and finding the limits of functions by taking the derivatives of numerators over the derivatives of denominators. To this I responded, "I swear—I don't inter L'Hôpital."
Who's my favorite mathematician, you ask? Well, I like Riemann some.
Calculus can't be used to figure out the volume of the Bastille if you've vaporized it! We need a solid of revolution.
But the distance to a given curve of my handbag doesn't tend to zero! How did you end up with the awesome tote?
The smallest number in that particular set always wore a smile. He was a bound with happiness.
