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二零一一年四月五日

昨天，偶然看到很白爛的"Harold And Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay"，雖然覺得第一集比較白爛，但在幾乎最後的時候，Kumar為了在前女友婚禮上追回她的心，他唸了一首詩，那首詩好浪漫！

I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

A three is all that's good and right

Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a 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, just what is this I see?

Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by

Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer

Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds

And with a wave of magic wands

Our square-root signs become unglued

And love for me has been renewed.

真的好浪漫！

不過，我連看這種白爛喜劇都會被感動到。