She should make an effort to curb her sudoku obsession. She should only play during sex. Her groans of pleasure would be mistaken for sexual ecstasy. I don't know how I know this.
I prefer that weird kind of Sudoku that uses letters on a grid instead of numbers. I forget what they call it. Wordoku, or something like that. The New York Times runs one every day, and they even made a movie about it.
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She should make an effort to curb her sudoku obsession. She should only play during sex. Her groans of pleasure would be mistaken for sexual ecstasy. I don't know how I know this.
And then, in the midst of the tournament, Suki realized that she'd stumbled upon a grand unified theory and became one with the universe.
I prefer that weird kind of Sudoku that uses letters on a grid instead of numbers. I forget what they call it. Wordoku, or something like that. The New York Times runs one every day, and they even made a movie about it.
His proof of the Poincare conjecture, showing the space-time was actually a jelly donut, failed to catch on.
[I am probably more amused by "Wordoku" than is reasonable.]
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