Why did algebra books have to be so

Why did algebra books have to be so

deceiving? I mean, really? They always had a ton of photos in them of teens solving math problems and smiling while doing them, as if they were having fun. I was naive to think

that people could actually enjoy mathematics without someone pulling the strings. It was then that I noticed the teacher in the background, smiling a mysteriously large smile.

"No reindeer games for you, because Fosty is coming to town." Kommy the Komodo dragon sneered - Frosty was his nemesis, ever since that bobbing for pineapples incident.

The infinite depths of Frosty's coal eyes haunted Kommy the Komodo to this day, as did the thumpity thump-thump. After another bout of night sweats, he called his cousin, Puff, to

protect him from the soul destroying snowman, but the magic dragon was unfortunately going through a nasty bout of depression ever since Jackie Paper left him. So Kommy the Komodo

Dragon was Jackie Paper's foster dragon. Kommy was nice, but he totally sucked. Jackie hated him and felt guilty about it. Kommy couldn't fly or breathe fire. Is that really a drag

chute you've got hanging out your rear? I just noticed that. You might wanna get that looked at.

Just don't ask me, because there's no chance in hell that I'd wanna look at that." Flustered, I left the student lounge and waited two hours in silence for my class to start.