Horror overtakes a young shoe salesman as a millipede walks into the store.
I need to try on some shoes, the millipede announces.
Okay. What size do you take?
I believe it is a size four.
I'll have to go into the back and get some more. While I do, you can be putting these on, the salesman says, as he hands a box of size four shoes to the millipede.
One box... Then two... Three... Four... Five... Ten... Twenty... Fifty... And finally one-hundred!
As the salesman drops with exhaustion, the millipede says, I think I need a size five!