Math class sucks. And it's even worse with Mason, the self absorbed baseball player who loves to harass minimum wage workers at Walmart, sits right in front of you. He wears pit vipers, ice cream shorts, and Yeezy slides along with an ice cream haircut.

You sit in class as the teacher writes an equation on the board. Unfortunately for you and everyone in that room, the answer is 67. Enthusiastically, Mason stands up, holding out his hands palms up and quickly raising them up and down interchangeably.

"SIX SEVENNNNNNN!!!"