Thứ Tư, 10 tháng 12, 2014

So, an infinite amount of mathematicians walk into a bar...


The first mathematician orders a pint. The second orders half a pint. The third orders a quarter, the fourth orders an eighth, and the fifth orders a sixteenth. The sixth mathematician is about to speak up when the bartender interrupts him and puts two pints on the bar, saying "You guys don't know your limits."



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