Challenge #00172: One Fine Afternoon in the Halls of Higher Education

“When I said that it was nice that you could recite the same dirty limerick in 5 different languages and have it rhyme, I was not asking for a demonstration.”

“Aaaw… but I’m almost up to Pharsi. Do you know how hard it is to rhyme ‘Calcutta’ in Pharsi?”

“No, and I don’t particularly care. We’re supposed to be working on theoretical math, not filthy poetry.”

“…aaaaawwww…”

“Fo-cusss…”

“But this isn’t as much fun.”

“Ai! Focus.”

Sara pouted. “…the Pharsi one was fun…”

“Math. Now.”

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