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"Before the class begins, you must get on your knees and worship Georg Cantor and accept that he was the most highly-rigorous being the world has ever known, even greater than Archimedes!"
At this moment, a brave, intuitionist, wildbergian euclidean geometer who had produced 1500 constructive proofs and understood the necessity of algorithmic thinking stood up and held up a 0.999... foot ball.
"How wide is this ball?"
The arrogant professor smirked quite Infinitistly and smugly replied "The equivalence class of the sequence (1,1,1...)"
"Wrong. Only three nines were written down. It there were infinity and real numbers, as you say, are real... then i would need infinite paper."
The professor was visibly shaken, and dropped his japanese chalk and copy of Rudin. He stormed out of the room crying those infinist crocodile tears.
Everyone applauded and all studied Wittgenstein that day and accepted Kroenecker as their lord and savior. An eagle named “Induction” flew into the room and perched atop the number theory book and shed a single tear. Wildberger's videos were watched, and God himself showed up after descending a finite amount from heaven.
The professor lost his tenure and was fired the next day. He died of ♥♥♥ plague AIDS and was expelled from the paradise Wildberger had created for all eternity.
That is very good to know, since I could not possibly fathom being with a girl who cannot climb trees. This is going splendid so far. How would you rate your abilities is combat?
Its rather difficult to say at this point, but I envisioned myself shooting things into enclosed spaces.
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