What I Had For Breakfast #2
Four whole fried chickens, and a Coke.
My bike's got cop tires, cop suspensions, cop shocks. It's a model made before lycra was invented, so it'll run good on regular jeans and t-shirt - or the outfit described in the comments to What I Had For Breakfast #1.
I said I was going to reveal something about myself here, and I will continue to do so. All you need do to extract meaningful data is to study psychoanalysis - or criminal psychology, whichever is least likely to harm your street cred.
I am often accused of never finishing what I star
2.2 statisticians walk into a bar. ± 0.07329
Q: How many statisticians does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Never let a statistician put in a light bulb.
Everything they touch ends up skewed.
Or Royally Screwed.
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The title of this series is explained - almost - in What I Had For Breakfast #1.
