octaularseptahedron

Owen: 'It’s an octaularseptahedron! I’m not doing this problem!'

Teacher: 'What even is that?' Owen: 'It’s the shape of my brain when you give me homework.'

Mom: 'You’re making up shapes again!' Owen: 'I’m not making them up, I’m just using them properly.'

Owen: 'It’s an octaularseptahedron. It’s got eight eyes and seven sides. It’s super complicated.'

Teacher: 'You’re lying.' Owen: 'No, I’m just being creative.'

Mom: 'You said that shape was real!' Owen: 'It’s real now.'

Owen: 'I didn’t fail because I was lazy. I failed because of the octaularseptahedron.'

Teacher: 'What’s that?' Owen: 'It’s a shape that messes with your brain.'

Mom: 'You’re blaming a shape for your bad grades?' Owen: 'It’s not my fault! The shape is evil.'