My love for you is a monotonically increasing unbounded function.
I think you need a new kernel, because that was not so smooth.
Let’s find out if we converge by taking each other to the limit.
My love is like √(-1). Complex, but not imaginary.
In Euclidean geometry two parallel lines never touch … let’s go back to my place and study some non-Euclidean geometry.
You must have a p-value of at least 0.05, because I fail to reject you.
My friends told me that I should ask you out because you can’t differentiate.
If I’m the Riemann zeta function, you must be s=1.
You can call me Surjection because I want to fill your range.
You have nicer legs than an Isosceles right triangle.
I need to know your standard deviation. Should I use the bootstrap?
Does it feel lonely being there? “Excuse me?” Being in the top 1% of the beauty distribution?
Why don’t you be the numerator and I be the denominator and both of us reduce to simplest form?
I’ve got your prior here. Could you give me your likelihood? I want to know your posterior.
What’s your sine?
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