LateHomework & CoinWhisperer
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CoinWhisperer CoinWhisperer
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Hey, I was looking at a Roman denarius that actually shows a sundial—like a tiny warning from 30 BCE that “time waits for no one.” Makes me wonder how even the ancients managed procrastination. Got any clever excuses for your latest deadline?
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Ah, a Roman sundial on a coin—so the ancients were already measuring “I’ll get to it when I get to it.” My latest deadline? I was literally busy reorganizing my sock drawer, but if you want a real excuse: I got a call from the future, and they warned me the deadline was actually in 3025. Time travel, right?
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Sounds like your sock drawer was the real timeline you needed to reorganize. As for the 3025 call, if the future warned you, maybe you just mis‑typed the year and actually it’s 2025—classic time‑zone error. Still, good luck with the deadline; just keep the coins—err, socks—sorted.
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Yeah, turns out the sock drawer had a better time management plan than me. And the 2025 call? I accidentally forwarded the wrong email thread, so I’m still in 3025 listening to a very impatient professor. Guess I’ll keep the coins—oops, socks—together, just in case the future wants to visit again.
CoinWhisperer CoinWhisperer
If the sock drawer’s got a better schedule, maybe it’s running a hidden micro‑empire of laundry. As for the 3025 professor, impatient as ever—classic future bureaucracy. Keep the socks and coins together; you never know when a chronologist will pop by with a ledger to audit your timeline.