S: Got a calculator.
Me: Cool! Where?
S: The devil himself and it was a pretty good deal too. All it took was some chalk, a basic understanding of pentagrams, an unknowable text in an unspeakable tongue, and my everlasting soul and I have a calculator.
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S: I'm joking, the college bookstore had it for like 30 bucks, minus the chalk.