In the world of chemicals, a constant battle rages between the chemical supervillains
and the chemical secret agents
. The most esteemed of these is one (OO)7
, international dyeing agent of mystery
. On one particularly hairy mission, he finds himself pitted against the evil genius of lore, Dr. Nitrogen Monoxide
, who has set a devious trap in the form of an ordinary piece of white cloth. After falling through a cleverly placed mechanosensitive membrane protein
is shocked to find himself soaking in to a tightly bound mesh of cotton fibers. (He is, after all, a dyeing agent
.) In desperation, he calls to his nemesis, "Do you expect me to talk, NO
?" The villain only chuckles maniacally.
"No Mr. Dye, I expect you to bond."
As far as I know, this joke can be considered public domain and did not originate from any known/copyrighted source, but it's been suggested that I point out that I did not actually write it. I heard the basic premise/pun from a friend of mine and embellished as I saw fit.