At The Limit
The convention breaks for the day and a bunch of thirsty mathematicians pour into the nearest watering hole.
The first guy orders a pitcher of beer. The second wanted half a pitcher, the third asked for a quarter, then an eighth, and so on.
The barman plops two pitchers on the counter and mutters: "idiots!"

The convention breaks for the day and a bunch of thirsty mathematicians pour into the nearest watering hole.
The first guy orders a pitcher of beer. The second wanted half a pitcher, the third asked for a quarter, then an eighth, and so on.
The barman plops two pitchers on the counter and mutters: "idiots!"


