Programmer Bedtime Stories: The Farmer and the Gigacows

Momzer's hand with a fleck of gold on it

Momzer lost his cool. “But there’s nothing there!”

The minister silently handed Momzer his jeweler’s loupe. Momzer put it on his eye and looked at his hand with its magnification. There, in his palm, sat a tiny fleck of gold. “This isn’t 4.5 migs!”

“Yes it is.”

Momzer pointed at his hand. “This is NOT 4.5 megagrains.”

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