Heisenberg, Schrödinger, and Ohm went out for a drive one sunny summer afternoon. Everything was going great when Heisenberg noticed flashing blue and red lights in his rear view mirror.
“Aw scheiße,” he muttered as he pulled over to the side of the road.
The cop sauntered up to the driver’s side window. “Good afternoon, sir,” he said to Heisenberg. “Do you have any idea how fast you were going?”
“No, officer,” Heisenberg responds with a bit of a grin. “But I know exactly where I am.”
“This isn’t a joke, sir,” the cop says. “I clocked you doing 74mph in a residential area. That’s more than double the posted limit and qualifies as reckless driving, a 2nd degree misdemeanor that can get you 90 days in jail.”
“74 miles per hour?” says Heisenberg. “That’s just great. Now I’m lost!”
“Sir, based on the speeding and now your behavior I suspect that you’re driving under the influence. Have you and your friends been drinking this afternoon or maybe hanging out with that Hofman fella down at Sandoz? I’m gonna need you all to step out of the car so I can search your vehicle.”
So the three physicists have a seat on the side of the road while the cop searches the car.
The cop looks under the seats. He pokes through the glove box. Finally he pops the trunk and gives a startled shout.
“Are you three psychos seriously driving around with a dead cat in the trunk?!?!” he screams.
“If Fluffy is dead it’s your fault for looking you filthy pig,” says Schrödinger.
“That’s it,” says the cop. “Enough’s enough. I’m arresting all three of you.”
Ohm resisted.
