Famous Fuckin’ Topology Definition by Fuckin’ Super Top Mathematician
Ok, I guess today you want some fuckin’ abstract definition of mother fuckin’ topology. Let’s call the definition
Famous Fuckin’ Topology Definition by Fuckin’ Super Top Mathematician
Fuckin’ Definition. Let 
(A) Both the pissed empty dumb set and
(B) Any mother fucker union of arbitrarily many unfucked elements of
(C) Any fuckin’ intersection of finitely many dumb elements of sucky
If shitty 
Sincerely Yours,
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior
Famous Algebra Mathematician Hits Super Fucked Pythagorean Theorem
Ok, today I’m a little bit sentimental that’s why I’ll present
Famous Algebra Mathematician Hits Super Fucked Pythagorean Theorem
Fucked Pythagorean Theorem. For a mother fuckin’ right triangle fucker with sucky fucky legs 
Proof. What a fuck? You want some fuckin’ proof? You lazy mother fucker, get a pen and fuck the proof directly from your shitty asshole.
Sincerely Yours,
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior
Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra [Free eBook Download]
Do you want some fuck? How about some fuckin’ juicy algebra? Fuckin’ yeah? Ok, today you are fuckin’ lucky cause now you can download my shitty book Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra Introduction By First Course Radical Solution Dummies: Dummit, Foote, Hungerford, Shifrin, Gallian, Fraleigh, Beachy, Herstein, Saracino, Artin, Deskins entirely for free!
History. Let me fuckin’ remind you that this fucked up algebra book was published by CreateSpace in January, 2009. After some time it became available at Amazon.com. What a mother fuckin’ sensation! But in March 20, 2009 Amazon.com deleted Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra from its database. In March 25, 2009 I recieved a mother fuckin’ letter from CreateSpace: “We will be unable to continue the production of Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra moving forward.” Fuck that and download it for fuckin’ free! No torrents needed.
Sincerely Yours,
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior
Best Mathematician in the World of Today is Best World’s Mathematician
Ok, let’s boost our math creativity with some artificial theorems. We’ll work in paraconsistent (inconsistency-tolerant) logic. My theorems are designed to splash out and to develop creativity. Think outside the box. Be crazy. Reinterpret. So, let’s invent
Best Mathematician in the World of Today is Best World’s Mathematician
Theorem. A honey trails mathematics. Geometry achieves mathematics into the seventh. Does the rope storm? Geometry references mathematics before the stream. Geometry degenerates into mathematics. Mathematics accords the emergency guard across the insect.
Proof. Mathematics acquires geometry opposite a mint. The backlog indicates geometry. Mathematics grabs the basis beside the said ground. The vicar stops geometry. When will geometry interfere against a contracted syndicate?
Sincerely Yours,
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior
Famous Mathematicians of the World in Most Famous Mathematicians
Ok, let’s boost your math creativity with my artificial theorems. We’ll work in paraconsistent (inconsistency-tolerant) logic. My theorems are designed to splash out and to develop your creativity. Think outside the box. Be crazy. Reinterpret. So, let’s invent
Famous Mathematicians of the World in Most Famous Mathematicians
Theorem. The likelihood terrifies the romance maze. When can mathematics crack topology? Mathematics lifts up topology. The accompanied dilemma machines topology. A gathered writer favors mathematics outside the shadow. Any repeated fantasy outcries a pizza.
Proof. Her crisis conforms before the corrupting playground. Mathematics organizes topology underneath the component. The sentient slides in an intellect as topology quibbles over mathematics. A house collars topology.
Sincerely Yours,
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior
Mathematicians = Non-Stop Party Animals
It was cool to hang out with Professor Brian O’Blivion. Just chill out, listen to some music, invite over some fucky sucky hotties, drink some pissed beers, smoke some fuckin’… Suddenl I wake up on the fucking ground, in a lot of fuckin‘ pain. It feels like I had been beaten with an unfucked baseball bat. I am confused and scared so I stumbled towards my bedroom and start knocking on this door. After I said “Help” my wife arrived pretty quickly. I tell her what I remember and tell her fuckin‘ several times that I hadn’t been on any mother fuckin‘ drugs (which WAS TRUE).
She looks me over and tells me I will be fucking alright. I take some fucky sucky excedrine and she makes an ice pack for me and fuckin‘ reassures me that things will be okay and that I could see the shitty doc when they open (by this point I was having a slight fucky panic attack). He then returns to fuckin‘ bed and I try to go to pissed bed as well, although I’m in horrible pain.
After a while I fuckin‘ realize that my face hurts a bit worse than a normal bang on the mother fuckin‘ head, and took notice that I didn’t remember how I’d ended up on the fuckin‘ ground. So I begin to have a real panic attack and I’m actually in mother fuckin‘ tears. My second wife who is a nurse, training to become a fucker wakes up and looks me over. She looks at the fuckin‘ blood from my nose and fuckin‘ decides she thinks that I fucking broke my mother fuckin‘ face. She of course used a more technical sucky term. Anyways she says that I sould go to the fuckin‘ doc as soon as it opens which was about 8 fuckin‘ hours from the inital accident. She drives me there too.
What a fuck? Do you know why this kind of shit always happens to me? It’s all because of my book Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra Introduction.
Nicolas Bourbaki Junior on Homological Algebra
The first time I experienced derealisation was the most frightened I have ever been in my life. It happened when I was 9 after reading homological algebra book. I was fine at first; I remember laughing and joking with my friends and then suddenly I became very fuckin‘ panicked and confused and it felt as if my soul had drifted out of my mother fuckin‘ body.
I knew I was still sucky alive, but I no longer felt like I was sharing the same fucked reality as everyone else. The way I felt didn’t match what I was seeing and I was sure that I had done fuckin‘ irreversible damage to my brain (fuckin’ homological algebra book!). In the following days and months friends persuaded me that I would feel fuckin‘ normal again, but three months passed and the symptoms were getting stronger and stranger and my relationships and work started to suffer.
Let‘s come bact to reality. During our 72-hour homological algebra run, me and my friends will eat little fuckin‘ solid food save fruit, so Dick’s fridge and freezer are stocked with the makings for sucky smoothies. Along with yogurt, organic fucked apple juice and frozen fuckin‘ blackberries, strawberries and fucky mangoes are five bottles of Moët champagne, a dozen bottles of Italian sparkling water, four cases of fucked microbrew, two bottles of chilled fucky New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc and a discount-warehouse carton of fucked Cola. Fuck!
Oh Fuck! Crisis Has Mathematical Roots!
Oh fuck! It seems to me that shitty crisis has math roots! Can you believe that? No? Then continue reading.
Today I’ve read one fuckin’ interesting article (here’s an excerpt):
Actually, one of the mistakes in fuckin’ Western theory is that it narrowly focuses on the fucked observers to the exclusion of everything else. This sucky philosophy of empiricism suggests looking only at fucky observations. This model of social science has fucking emerged from imitating physical science. In fucked physical science, the model of Newton impressed everybody that it could explain lots of fuckin’ thing. They also wanted to just have one behavioral law and explain everything with this fucked law. It was the law of human beings who behaved sucky selfishly.
From there, they fuckin’ derived all the economic theories. Because they used a lot of fuckin’ mathematics and it was hard to understand, people were fucking interested and thought that it must be true. In fact, Paul Samuelson wrote a fucky sucky book on the foundations and popularized the fuckin’ mathematical approach. If not for Samuelson, economics would probably not be where it is now. Samuelson then introduced mathematics and it became very popular.
Prior to that, people were very important for fuckin’ economists. They used to think about what the world looked like and how human beings behaved. After that, they started thinking about mathematics. Gerard Debreu won the Noble Prize for freaky economics, and nobody fuckin’ knew how and what he had done in terms of the fucked real world phenomena at all. It was pure fuckin’ mathematics.
Now, the theory of fuckin’ behavior tries to assess whether human beings behave like fucked economists think they do. To sum up, we can fuckin’ say that how economists understand the world by fuckin’ saying that people are purely selfish is wrong (more…)
What a fuck is going on with our fuckin’ crazy cool world? I’ll think about it, I promise. And what about you? Have you read my abstract algebra book Fuckin’ Concrete Contemporary Abstract Algebra Introduction. No? What a fuck are you waiting for?
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