Philosopher: Hey, did you hear about the mathematician who got into a fight with a triangle?

Mechanic: No, what happened?

Philosopher: Well, they squared off, but things quickly spiralled out of control. The triangle kept shouting, “Hypotenuse, hypotenuse!” while the mathematician tried to reason with it using the Pythagorean theorem. But instead of resolving the conflict, it just led to a series of nonsensical equations and abstract symbols being thrown around.

Mechanic: That sounds odd. What did the mathematician do next?

Philosopher: Oh, you won’t believe it. They decided to introduce an imaginary number into the mix, hoping it would diffuse the situation. But instead, it only made things more complex and surreal. The triangle started spinning in circles, shouting, “I’m acute, I’m obtuse, I’m everything and nothing at the same time!”

Mechanic: That’s… bizarre. Did they ever find a resolution?

Philosopher: Well, eventually, the mathematician tried to divide by zero, thinking it would bring harmony through undefined infinity. But it only caused a cosmic glitch in the fabric of reality, and the entire scene dissolved into a flurry of nonsensical symbols, abstract shapes, and existential angst.

Mechanic: Wow, that’s… um, not interesting at all. I don’t even know how to respond to that.

Philosopher: Exactly! That’s the beauty of mathematics meeting Dadaism. It’s like a joke that isn’t funny but leaves you pondering the absurdity of existence and the elusive nature of meaning.