How you like them apples?

While unlikely to finesse the mathematical subtleties of Fermat's Last Theorem, I have seen Good Will Hunting enough times to feel relatively comfortable around the basic laws of chance. I have three pairs of work slacks in shades of khaki, three sweaters, and four long sleeved button-ups in rotation. Matthew seems to have about the same. This day was bound to happen.
It was awful. It was Twins: Redux. I was DeVito. Oh, the humanity.

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