I’ve completed the first part of my plan to use a golem who asks a riddle to protect my teeming piles of gold coins that sometimes sweat little tinkling individual coins of gold that tumble down for no apparent reason. I have the riddle. Check it out:
What type of man works in two kinds of labs?
Perfect!
Now, I’m not sure which step I should try to tackle next: crafting an unholy facsimile of a man or somehow gathering Himalayan-sized mounds of Andean treasures. Frankly, both sound a little harder than coming up with a riddle. Maybe I’ll click over to Facebook instead.
A veterinarian.
Now, I’m rich!
Oh, wait. I guess you have to amass your treasure first.
Dammit.
Well, it works on five-year-olds. Maybe I should put it on the puppet by the cookie jar.