A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
- Kal Penn to Vanessa in "Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay"
(from The Square Root of 3 – Dave Feinberg)
"You don't have to believe in your government to be a good American. You just have to believe in your country."
- George W. Bush (Jnr) in "Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay"
Signing off.............. "It's a bong, not a bomb...."..................