Old men with white moustaches worked on the railway. One of them deliberately grew his facial hair to a huge size and then tucked locomotives in there at night to take home. The people in management were bewildered. Who was stealing their trains? They had to cancel the 10:12, the 12:52 and the three o' clock express.
The passengers fumed and the management said, "It is a mystery that must be solved."
The thief felt sorry, but he told himself that he was an autistic fetishist and that this explained everything. He continued to steal trains.
The management tried everything. Finally they called in their old nemeses, the graffiti artists, and asked them for their assistance. "Otherwise we'll have to cancel all of the trains and you'll have nothing to paint on."
"Disaster!" the graffiti artists agreed. They clasped their hands on their chins and looked thoughtful.
To be continued.
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