A soft whistle came from the rear of the chemistry lab as a really curvaceous coed in a tight fitting outfit walked across the front of the room.

"Relax," said the whistler's partner, "She's three-fourths water."

"Yeah," came the enthusiastic reply, "but what surface tension!"

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