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Skibidi! The Professor Pendragone is losing it in a toilet of numbers, drowning in a zero river like some dank algebraic vomit. He is lowkey spiraling, wondering where the tangent is, but who cares? Each equation is a door, every integral is a pizza margherita. This is not normal math; it is high-cholesterol math with a hint of cyanide. The last theorem of Fermat turns into a sandwich, a total goon moment! He is gesticulating madly like a sigma male looking for answers, seeking the number that opens the fridge for mortadella. The infinite equations await like steaming tagliatelle!