>mathing it up one night, had a thought
>melty ziti with real cheddar cheese
>boxed macs ain't cutting it
>store trip, got ingredients, prep
>pan on the stove, fires blazing
>ziti in the water, watch 'em splash
>Exxon Valdez the ziti, (salt bae)^2 for taste
>dump out the ziti and set aside
>mixed milk, cheddar, salt, pepper
>liquid's still runny, add more cheddar
>not creamy enough, add more milk
>lost the thickness, add more cheddar
>sauce running thick, add more milk
>feeling like a sauce boss now
>integrate the ziti with respect to the sauce
>stirring...stirring...stirring...
>turned off the stove
>dinner time
>grabbed the plate, scooped it out, gasp at that mass
>pair it up with my favorite red drank
>bone appetitty
>tastes good man
>stored the rest in fridge for tomorrow
>next d?a?y? night
>swiggity swooty, comin' for that...
>accidentally created Roman concrete...hmm...
>shakes head, should've gone with boxed mac
>sudden realization that I won't shit for as long as Euclid's Elements lasted
>QED
