No, my mother was a hippie and dad is a nerd who smells of elderberry wine. Although he prefers Guiness. I can sort of understand the confusion on Mom; I hear that hamsters prefer their food nutty and crunchy too.

Your mathematical intuition froze solid the day you matriculated! You couldn't get a clue if you stripped naked, doused yourself in clue-musk and danced on a table in the middle of a field full of horny clues during clue mating season, singing "Happy Clues are Here Again".

Ahem. Sorry. The people responsible for the preceding outburst have been sacked.