eight was happy. now, what he thought and did really made an impact on others - he felt appreciated for who he was for the first time in his life.

the cute six from across the street (small and perfect, just how he liked it) got into him when he told her he was now a perfect cube - both of them being perfect, nothing could go wrong!

adding to that, or better her, their first son fourteen came into being, a number bigger than six - never before had his contribution made a bottom line difference!

together they created a beautiful forty-eight, making the former zero a proud divisor!

not to forget, every time he walked through china, people were happy and tried to touch him, telling him that his sight meant luck.

everything was perfect!   

but then, while walking through the park with his better half (four, that is), he tripped over a dog's leash and broke his lower ring.

four rushed him to the hospital, where an arrogant  seventeen thousand three hundred and twelve told him that he had to wear a cast for the next year and wouldn't be able to stand up.

eight lay down in his bed, thinking how much that sucked.

and it was at that exact moment... that eight became infinity.

 - I always thought that the story about sad zero (which you should have read to fully get this one: http://hitrecord.org/records/501753) that I wrote before wasn't quite finished. here's an attempt to bring an end to the story! tell me if you found all the math references : )