...Practice Test: Ordered Pairs the Satisfy Equations in 2 Variables Decide whether or not the ordered pair is a solution to the equation. 1) x + y = 9; (4, 5) 2) x + y = 8; (4, 3) 3) x - y = 25; (5, 2) 4) 2x + y = 8; (2, 4) Complete the ordered pair so that each is a solution to the given equation. Give your answer as an ordered pair. 5) y = -x - 7 6) y = 2x - 5 (-6, ) (-6, ) 5) 6) 7) 8) 1) 2) 3) 4) 7) 2x + y = -9 ( , -1) 8) 4x + y = -19 ( , 5) Find the missing coordinate to complete the ordered pair. Give your answer as an ordered pair. 9) y = -x (16, ) (4, ) (-3, ) 1, 2 9) 10) 11) 12) 10) y = -x - 3 11) y = 3x - 6 12) 40x + 6y = 16 13) 6x + 1 y = 25 ( , 16) 2 13) 14) 4x + y = -13 ( , 7) 14) 1 15) 4x + y = -8 ( , 8) 16) 9x + y = -78 (0, ) Complete the ordered pairs so that each is a solution to the given equation. 17) x + y = 6 (2, ), (6, ), (0, ) 18) x + y = -6 Solve the problem. 19) If (a, 3) is a solution of the equation y = 2x - 5, what is a? 20) If (3, b) is a solution of the equation 3x - 2y = 17, what is b? 21) Suppose the sales of a particular brand of appliance satisfy the linear model y = 100x + 2300, where y represents the number of sales in year x, with x = 0 corresponding to 1982, with x = 1 corresponding to 1983, etc. Find the number of sales in 1999. 22) The linear model C = 600x + 30,000 represents the cost in dollars a company has in manufacturing x items during a month. Based on this, how much does it cost to produce 900 items...
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...the only 1, that’s easy mathematics Girl you’re the only 1, im updating my status Got those body guard arms for ya baby Look at these abs Don’t stop, jump on top, make it pop If you wanna kill the body You gotta start will good head Lay it on you, call me fred ima bout to break your bed Cause I luh yo pussy I didn’t know it but I know it now Think I need you and I need you now Aint had none like you in a while I Luh Ya Pussy, I Luh Ya Pussy I Luh Ya, Luh Ya, Luh Ya, Luh Ya Pussy 3x Yeah That’s My Coochie I luh ya, luh ya, luh ya, luh ya pussy I lay it down for bitch like you Give it to you passionately aggressive, like the notebook Since our first kiss im in need of some of this, that’s you And you’re loving roger all real and true All day, 24 hour I still want you even when it’s crowded Make The neighbors know my name, shout it Girl, you the bae, go ahead and pave the way, ayy And trust it just me and you, don’t dare doubt it You can twerk it how you want I ain’t gunna call you Miley Im loving me some you Started from the bottom baby Then you went and blossomed Cause I luh ya pussy I didn’t know it but I know it now Think I need you and I need you now Aint had none like you in a while I Luh Ya Pussy, I Luh Ya Pussy I Luh Ya, Luh Ya, Luh Ya, Luh Ya Pussy 3x Yeah That’s My Coochie I luh ya, luh ya, luh ya, luh ya pussy [French Montana:] I love you, mami, I-I love you, mami Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami Shorty got...
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...------------------------------------------------- SOME WORDS OF ADVICE EBCTT Assignment Submitted By: Paul Mathews 221087 Submitted By: Paul Mathews 221087 IN A SUBWAY STATION - DAY A WOMAN WITH A BOOK who is waiting for the train sits in the middle of a bench reading a brainy, yet hot current best seller. There are empty seats on either side of her. The other seats are taken. A garbled train announcement comes over the public address system. ALL THE PEOPLE WAITING for the train strain their ears to make sense of the announcement, but it's just gibberish. They all look at each other as if to say, "Wha?" Nobody gives it much further thought. They continue reading, chatting, listening to Walkmans. Somewhat down the platform, JOEY and FREDDY are going through the turnstiles. Their conversation is well in progress. They make their way down the platform toward the bench. We don't hear what they're saying because...
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...message, half dez niggas like pause cause they question they sexuality. Don’t seem like that hard of a question. Soldier Imma Soldier, to my enemies I always been a menace, if tupac was alive he coulda used my presence. I take you to that next level and charge you an arm and a leg, but then I might just ta ya money instead, Im probly the hungriest young nigga you met if we met, we probly have. We probly done bad, they probly got us so we take everything they got that’s got to do with math, I got weed inside my bag, Imma bermy boy no triangle, dats all niggas needa be reppin, maybe a real nigga should step in, the bible right, glock my left hand, I used to wanna nigga to act bad, but now its just whatever, that’s the hash talkin |but that| |hash just| |settled in| I aint gon tolerate none of that smack talkin, I got |weapons| |on top| of |weapons| Amen. Verse Sometimes I loose my way, I don’t know the words to say, but cant never maintain, roll shru den I dip out now you stained, why settle for less when we can take a trip to spain, I came from some wolves, I don had my first taste. I land on my feet without a trace, im smoother than ya momma when she all over ya neighbor, I cant trust these hoes, but God loves so hard He give um favor, what these hoes don’t know that my favor got some flavor. I think I’m above the average man it and you should feel the same. Yea you think with how you feel and I think wit my brain, half these hoes think wit they pussy and end up...
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...His boney hands. Do. Not. Belong. There. You whip your hand around to smack the pervert across the face, only to be met with your hand stopping near inches from his face. No hand stopped you, no other physical entity stopping it from reaching his skull. It just kind of...hovered there in a slightly red light. Your face contorted to that of confusion and struggled. It was no use. You couldn’t wiggle free. Your eyes caught the skeleton’s. That ass was smiling. “Let...me...go!” You try to struggle again. “*no can do, toots.” “TOOTS?!” Of course this version of Sans was going be be worse than the other guy. The other guy was carrying, an annoying caring guy, but caring none-the-less. This asswhipe on the other hand has already...
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...Spades Kingdom. The two girls approached the kingdom walls cautiously, uncertain of what beast would try to jump them. They couldn't take any chances. "Hey there, ladies~" greeted a young man as he walked up to the two of them. "What're ya gals doing here? Gonna try out the ferris wheel?" Jade eyed the young man carefully and stood between the stranger and Summer. "What? I just finished finished it," he said with a pout. "So what're ya gals here for?" "Black onyx," Jade said without hesitation. "We're giving our weapons a personal touch," Summer explained. "What? You're just gonna grab and go? That ain't any fun!" the man whined. Summer looked around the kingdom. There was a variety of attractions there like the ferris wheel the young man had mentioned, but there was also the merry-go-round and the rollercoaster that seems to span across the kingdom itself. Her eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement. "It wouldn't hurt to have some fun here," Jade said after seeing the look in Summer's eyes. "Shweet!" the young man said with a big grin on his face. "What d'ya gals wanna start with first? The merry-go-round? The games?" "How about your name?" Jade said curtly. "What? Ya don't know of Spades Kingdoms' Guardians?" Jade just stared at the young man, he certainly bared a great resemblance to the one that gave the local news. "It's Letto, right?" Summer asked, wondering if the young man had a guise when giving...
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...Among the ten generally accepted auditing standards is the standard that requires an auditor to have independence in mental attitude. As with so many rules and guidelines set forth by the government and numerous other organizations, the interpretations of many of these rules can be vastly subjective. During the case against Health Management’s founder Clifford Hotte, his co conspirators and the auditors at BDO Seidman the defendant’s attorney Michael Young brought forth the idea that according to the generally accepted auditing standards that requires an independence of mental attitude it never formally states that a friendship between an auditor and the client is be completely prohibited. The dilemma with deciphering the interpretation of the standard is determining where the line should be drawn between these relationships and the auditor’s ability to maintain these relationships and the independence considered necessary to give an unbiased opinion when it comes time to write a report that is unprejudiced and reliable to the public and investors at large. Let us begin with Health Management’s CEO Clifford Hotte and CFO Drew Bergman’s 1995 inventory fraud scandal by which author Michael C. Knapp’s assertion could be considered as one of the least ingenious corporate fraud scams to date. The objective was to increase inventory as well as make minor adjustments to a small number of other accounts in order to reach the companies target earnings as reported by analysts previously...
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...a “wild hair” and wanted to have Phillip Higginbotham over for dinner with him and his wife. Howard’s wife’s name is Susannah, and they both wanted to keep excellent relations with the hotel tycoon. This would be the first time Philip would be over for dinner at his lawyer’s home. Phillip stood at 6’2 when he arrived at the doorstep of Howard and Susannah’s home in Myrtle Beach for dinner. He had a well-trimmed, dark brown, mustache at this time because he was in his prime, at around thirty-five years of age. None of Phillip’s hair was gray. The Rabinowitz’s welcomed him inside, and they all immediately headed toward the cherry wood, long, dining room table. On the dining room table, there sat, two five-pronged, candelabras that could almost obstruct certain diner’s views from one another. The Rabinowitz’s allowed Mr. Higginbotham to be seated at the head of one end of the table, while Mr. and Mrs. Rabinowitz sat opposite of each other, but both near Phillip. While none of the seating arrangements were planned this way, Mrs. Rabinowitz could easily see Phillip, but Mr. Rabinowitz had an obstructed view of his wife, Susannah. “Well, I hope y’all are hungry,” she said with enthusiasm in her Southern accent. ”I’m sure we’ll be about ready to pop after eaten’ yer' food, Mrs. Rabinowitz,” Phillip stated. “Oh Phillip, everybody calls me Susannah, and you can do the same,” she playfully exclaimed. They both just smiled, quickly, at each other, and Phillip nodded at Susannah in agreement...
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...high school. He’s a handsome kid, jet black hair, blue eyes with a quick but guarded smile. Larry likes Ritchie’s affable and good-natured personality, but Ritchie could care less. He’s a loner. Ritchie Braddock doesn’t say much, but Larry thought Ritchie to be a pretty level- headed guy, mainly because he doesn’t bullshit too much. Catching Ritchie on a talkative day is tough. ~~~~ “Hey numbnuts! Ritchie! Hey! Over here!” Larry yelled out his car window. Traffic zipped along the busy tree-lined street making plenty of noise; none of Larry’s yelling got my attention until a city bus rushed past me on the street just a few feet away, jolting me from my uneasy melancholy. I opened my eyes wide but my eyelids were heavy and tender. I don’t remember sitting down on the bench and don’t know how long I’d been there. Sounds came to life: the traffic, horns, and the gaggle of high school kids talking. All talking, all talking, and none listening. Larry pulled his car to the curb directly in front me, I was rubbing my eyes hard. “Ritchie, Ritchie, what’s up, man?!” I was a little surprised to see Larry McClary in the driver’s seat of a beautiful navy-blue Chevy parked smack in front of me at the curb. Now I recognized the voice. I was more surprised that Larry remembered me. He was older than most of us and kind of a teenage icon among the locals, particularly the girls. I forced my senses wide open and took in the fresh spring air, but a dull ache throbbed behind my eyes...
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...Then you laying with a ho So fuck that love shit I don't feel none of that Like i'm numb to the pain Said i'm done with the game But I'm still here running back Cause I already know your lingo You talk to these hoes like you're single You know you really love pulling fast ones Cheat, come home and act dumb Pussy nigga, pussy nigga Listen nigga, I see shit Even when you ain't in sight I just hold it in like its pitching time Ive been holding back for a long while Just hoping soon it'll turn around but How can I word this You ain't been perfect Tell me you working it Your phone losing service And now i'm here thinking Like "this nigga tweakin" You sorry, pathetic and far from authentic You liar, you fronter You just like these other niggas As much as I hate you I still wanna date you You better just hope I don't (Chorus) Tell nobody Yeah I know what your saying is the truth Baby dont tell nobody Dont front me off in front of company You know we could work that out Maybe we should work that Maybe we should work that out You know we could work that Baby dont tell nobody Dont front me off in front of company (Verse 2) Im sick of this keep it on the DL shit You say you with the bros when you out with a bitch You say you at the crib when you leaving her place I pull up to ya crib and you lie to my face He like "baby you my all and all, I was in the bathroom when I missed ya call"...
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...“Tell me what you are!” James yanked the creature’s clawed hand away from its face. Those glowing red eyes were revealed again, this time wide in… fear? Well, the expression on its skull-like face seemed to indicate such an emotion. “I’m just a regular ol’ demon, Sir! I was just tryin’a do my job, honest!” “A demon?” That didn’t seem possible. “Yeah! I-I used to sh-sharpen the pitchforks, ya see, but then Boss started automatin’... Those Satan-blessed machines stealin’ our jobs. I got put on nightmare duty a-and I’m really n-not very good at it at all. I’m just a pitchfork sharpener from a lil’ town in the Second Circle! I ain’t even handsome enough to be an incubus. I really don’t want to do this job. Please, h-have mercy!” James raised an eyebrow, thoroughly confused. “Why? You’ve been tormenting me for how many nights, now? Why should I let you go, huh?” “I was just doing my job!” James was far too tired to deal with this now. “Will you promise not to come back?” The demon frowned. “B-but… You’re an easy target. Making nightmares for you’s a piece of cake; your life is a nightmare already.” James mirrored the demon’s facial...
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...Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt. It is so big. [scoff] She looks like, one of those rap guys' girlfriends. But, you know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff* They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? I mean, her butt, is just so big. I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, out there, I mean - gross. Look! She's just so ... black! [Sir Mix-a-Lot] I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get with you And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got makes me so horny Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupie I've seen them dancin' To hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back! (LA face with Oakland booty) Baby got back! [Sir Mix-a-Lot] I like 'em round, and big And when I'm throwin' a gig I just...
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...[Intro] Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt. It is so big. [scoff] She looks like one of those rap guys' girlfriends. But, you know, who understands those rap guys? [scoff] They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? I mean, her butt, is just so big. I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, out there, I mean— gross. Look! She's just so... black! [Sir Mix-a-Lot] I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get with you And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got makes me so horny Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupie I've seen them dancin' To hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back! (LA face with Oakland booty) Baby got back! (LA face with Oakland booty) (LA face with Oakland booty) [Sir Mix-a-Lot] ...
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...1937 OF MICE AND MEN by John Steinbeck Copyright John Steinbeck, 1937. Copyright renewed by John Steinbeck, 1965. Published by arrangement with Viking Penguin, a division of Penguin Books USA Inc. ONE A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hillside bank and runs deep and green. The water is warm too, for it has slipped twinkling over the yellow sands in the sunlight before reaching the narrow pool. On one side of the river the golden foothill slopes curve up to the strong and rocky Gabilan Mountains, but on the valley side the water is lined with trees- willows fresh and green with every spring, carrying in their lower leaf junctures the debris of the winter's flooding; and sycamores with mottled, white, recumbent limbs and branches that arch over the pool. On the sandy bank under the trees the leaves lie deep and so crisp that a lizard makes a great skittering if he runs among them. Rabbits come out of the brush to sit on the sand in the evening, and the damp flats are covered with the night tracks of 'coons, and with the spread pads of dogs from the ranches, and with the split-wedge tracks of deer that come to drink in the dark. There is a path through the willows and among the sycamores, a path beaten hard by boys coming down from the ranches to swim in the deep pool, and beaten hard by tramps who come wearily down from the highway in the evening to jungle-up near water. In front of the low horizontal limb of a giant sycamore there is an ash...
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...DO THE RIGHT THING by Spike Lee Second Draft March 1, 1988; Brooklyn, N.Y. Forty Acres and a Mule Filmworks, Inc. YA-DIG SHO-NUFF BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY WGA #45816 INT: WE LOVE RADIO STATION STOREFRONT--DAY EXTREME CLOSE UP MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY Waaaake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Up ya wake! Up ya wake! Up ya wake! CAMERA MOVES BACK SLOWLY TO REVEAL MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY, a DJ, a radio personality, behind a microphone. MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY This is Mister Señor Love Daddy. Your voice of choice. The world's only twelve-hour strongman, here on WE LOVE radio, 108 FM. The last on your dial, but the first in ya hearts, and that's the truth, Ruth! The CAMERA, which is STILL PULLING BACK, shows that Mister Señor Love Daddy is actually sitting in a storefront window. The control booth looks directly out onto the street. This is WE LOVE RADIO, a modest station with a loyal following, right in the heart of the neighborhood. The OPENING SHOT will be a TRICK SHOT--the CAMERA PULLING BACK through the storefront window. MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY Here I am. Am I here? Y'know it. It ya know. This is Mister Señor Love Daddy, doing the nasty to ya ears, ya ears to the nasty. I'se play only da platters dat matter, da matters dat platter and that's the truth, Ruth. He hits the cart machine and we hear a station...
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