Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site ssc-vax.UUCP Path: utzoo!linus!decvax!microsoft!uw-beaver!ssc-vax!carlson From: carlson@ssc-vax.UUCP (Lee R Carlson) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Case of the Missing Joules Message-ID: <442@ssc-vax.UUCP> Date: Fri, 19-Aug-83 12:30:43 EDT Article-I.D.: ssc-vax.442 Posted: Fri Aug 19 12:30:43 1983 Date-Received: Sat, 20-Aug-83 08:35:06 EDT Organization: Boeing Aerospace, Seattle Lines: 72 The Case of the Missing Joules Inspector Sherlook Ohms of the Standard International Yard was diving across the Wheatstone Bridge in his '09 Maxwell. He was trying to remember Ava Gadro's number so he could call and data for the Policeman's Ball. Suddenly he blew a tire. "OH, Nernst," said Sherlook. "I don't have a tire ion with me, but luckily ammonia short distance from the Ideal Gas Station." (this business was handled by Saul Vent who, at just that moment, happened to be Freon bail). Just as the Inspector emerged from the station, a rubber policeman whizzed by on his Carnot Cycle. Ohms knew he was deuteride by, but wondered watt made him rush so. He shouted atom, but the policeman was gone. Ohms reaction was instantaneous. By radioactivity he learned that Micro Farad, Recipro City's top ranking rookie, was most enthusiastically chasing a joule thief. Ohms chased Micro down the Elect Road, around the Elastic Modulus, back over Salt Bridge and up into Farren Heights. He turned left at Old Ball Mill, went past the Mono Clinic, the Palladium, and all the way to the liquid junction at Endothermic Street. They were almost across the city line when Sherlook's car swerved and crashed into a Van der Waal. The impact splintered the Plancks and punched a big hole in the hydrolysis system. "Inode that was going to happen," said Sherlook, "but I'd beta catch up to him," Quickly he woltec out of his rectilinear and took up chase on foot. He soon came across Micro, standing in a magnetic field, holding Ann Hydrate and Al Doll at bay. "Watts the meaning of this?" queried the Inspector, and the copper was quick to explain. "Well, Sir, I stopped at the Invar Bar, a local dyne and dance spot, for a couple of quartz of Lambert Beer when I noticed Ann Hydrate sitting at a two-place log table. I knew some joule thieves had made a radon Ethyl Benzene's country estate, and I spotted one of the Benzene rings on her, along with a para Ethyl's earrings, and a gold pin. "Anode the explaination of this, but before I could torque to her, she was in her coat of rust and out of the door. Being true to the Koppe Rule, I was quick to follow; but she got into her Monochromatic-8, I knew I was infra rough chase. Fortunately, her engine starting Fehling just beyond the city limits and I caught her as she was entering their hideout. "She had led me to the missing joules and also to her accomplice, Al Doll, who was about to barium in a hollow common log, under the square roots of a balanced tree in this deserted magnetic field. While we were waiting for you, their other partner, Cal Orie, tried to run me down with his Mercury. Did that make my blood Boyle! I dodged him and hit him with a bag of Boltz ... man! Did that change his molar concentration! "But really, Inspector, there wasn't any trig in catching these joule thieves. I just Van't Hoff a normal lead - don't you zinc that explains it?" Inspector Ohms Beamed, "Son, you'll go on nights for this!" (In effect, this was a promotion - for in Recipro City, nitrates are much mohr that those faraday man.) ----- lee r carlson - boeing aerospace - seattle - ..fluke!microsof!ssc-vax!carlson