Three chemists walk into a bar.
No, this isn’t a joke. Chemists blow off steam the same way other people do. To think otherwise dehumanizes scientists.
Ahem.
They grab a corner table and talk about their latest discovery:
“So what shall we call it? It’s certainly an acid, given its composition.”
“We should name it according to its properties and not after a composite of our last names.”
“Yeah - who’d remember SmithKleinBeecham Acid? It should have a sexy name, like SvelteGoddess Acid.”
“Your greed is turning your brain to mush. Or is it what you’re drinking?”
“A quadruple vodka?”
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