Angles are real and we walk between them

Well, they are. Like where the walls and floor and ceiling meet, or in the corners of doorframes. I’m walking between them all the time.

acute.

i like the cut of your jib.

Beware the Hounds of Tindalos! They come out of the angles!

Don’t be obtuse.

:wink:

No, acute

Way to go off on a tangent, people.

No, obtuse is safe. The Hounds can’t get in through obtuse angles. <looks paranoically at corners>

Do I sense a degree of forced humor in this post? Need a laugh? Couldn’t get someone to co-sine that loan for you? Don’t go off on a tangent, come out and say what you mean, man!

Keep an eye out for Brown Jenkin too.

Don’t make me put you in the isoscelation tank.

I’ve always believed in angles.

It’s those godless bastards that live in dome homes that I pity.
Nowhere to hang a picture even.

Nah, the Rouge Angles of Satin are the ones you need to beware.

The kids are outside making snow angles right now.

sigh such graceful hypotenuse…

What’s your angle?

The angle of the dangle is proportional to the . . . . of the . . . . .

Go back and check again. :wink:

I always like to walk between complementary angles, because they say the nicest things.

You guys are positively dihedral.

That’s because they’re so congruent.