I wish I was your problem set, because then I'd be really hard, and you'd be doing me on the desk.
Your legs are like an Oreo Cookie – I wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle.
Baby, lets be like a 2nd order system with a zeta of zero. None decaying "oscillations" all night long.
Let's go back to my room and do some math: Add a bed, subtract our clothes, divide your legs, and multiply.