On the bus last night, coming back from London, I overheard a long conversation about numbers being held between two boys, whose age I estimated at around seven. They were discussing numbers, big numbers.
Of the two boys, one of them was the self-proclaimed number expert. He saw it as his role to inform the other. He was telling him about all the big numbers. Like:
a thousand, a million, a killion, a dillion, a zillion, a killion
You’ve already said that one, said the quieter friend
yeah, bazillion, zamillion…
what’s the biggest number you can get?
a killion, yeah, I think it’s that.
but I could have like 5 killion
Yeah, maybe it’s not a killion, yeah?
For a while they tried to figure out what the biggest number was, but they eventually gave up, without agreement on which is the unsurpassable king of the numbers.