End of the World

A Pentina about the end

I was designing a new world when my assistant interrupted me. “God, I have something urgent to discuss.” I sighed. “What is it?” “Tomorrow is December 31, 9999” “So?” “Our old machines have only four digits to hold the year.” “Do you know what to do? “End the world?” “Yes.”

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