> one dropped :/ (wh— > > > ah-ha! got part of it. it was a square root one. > > in the research wing dedicated to finding the square root of traffick boss > (which makes sense only to those obsessed with doing so, who generally were > involved in some kind of mind control of mathematicians or such), > > small pieces and copies of traffick boss are sent down a conveyor belt and > doled to various labs and research teams to support and supply their > separate efforts > > traffick boss’s parts and copies go “oop!” and “whoops!” and silly such > interjections as he is sliced and shuffled by distribution machinery. for > some of the labs he may be sorted and filtered, too, but mostly researchers > are stuck with whatever shred of him comes their way > > a tour is ongoing to try to demonstrate to other workers the fruits and > progress of the research. >
“why, you might wonder, do we seek the square root of traffick boss?” “of course, this is simple and obvious — it is the purpose of business!” “but sometimes you get so obsessed with researching this you can forget (oops >
