I’m no Thomas Paine, but you and I are Common Sense.
Give me just a FRACTION of your heart and I will SOLVE all of your problems.
I want to stick to you like cyanoacrylate.
My love is like a fractal. It goes on forever!
I love all of your stratified layers!
You must be a 90º angle. ‘Cause, you’re looking right!
Date me and all of your problems will be polygone.
I memorized the first 300 digits of pi. If you gave me the 7 digits of your phone number, I could memorize them too.
I need more than 140 characters to tell you how beautiful you are.
According to Newton’s law of universal gravitation, If I’m attracted to you, then you’re attracted to me.
I’m attracted to you like the earth is attracted to the sun – with a large force inversely proportional to the distance squared.
Are you an exception? I bet I can catch you.
I must be a litmus paper, and you must be acid. Because every time I come into contact with you, I turn all red.
Like the ideal vacuum, you’re the only thing in my universe.
My love for you is like the Spanish Armada – unsinkable!
You are my belongingness to my Maslow's Humanistic Theory based on the Hierarchy of needs.
I’m so glad prohibition was repealed, because I’m drunk on you.
The direction fields of my heart all point to you.
You are sweeter than 3.14.
As I only have two factors, I’m the prime candidate for you.
The Tsar Bomba, the most powerful nuclear explosive in recorded history, has an output of 57 megatons of TNT
And that pales in comparison to how much of a bombshell you are.
Do you want to cosine on a mortgage with me?
My love for you is like an exponential curve. It’s unbounded.
Did you invent the airplane? ‘Cause, you seem Wright to me.
Baby, you’re hotter than Rome under Nero.
You are beryllium, gold, and titanium all rolled into one. Simply BeAuTi-ful.
Do you like math? No? Me neither. In fact, the only number I care about is yours.
I’ll open your heart like Nixon opened the door to China in ’72.
You are such a perfect arrangement of atoms.
Why don’t we use some Fourier analysis on our relationship and reduce to a series of simple periodic functions?
Are you a pile of dinosaur bones? Because I dig you!
You have the nicest syntax I've ever seen.
Your Ph factor must be 14 because you’re the most basic need in my life right now.
You have one compact set.
Let’s act like we’re a couple of colonists and do a few intolerable acts together.
Looking at the sediment grain size scale, it looks like you’re finer than silt.
Is your Wi-Fi on because I can feel a very strong connection with you?
You must be related to Alfred Nobel because baby you are dynamite!
Do you know why Uranium is my favorite element on the periodic table of elements? That’s because I love U!
Are you a dictator? Because you have absolute power over me.
You have changed my world to polar coordinates. Complex and imaginary things now have a magnitude and direction.
Baby, you’re like a student and I am like a math book, you solve all my problems.
If four plus four equals eight, then me plus you equals fate.
I know my math. And you’ve got one significant figure!
Are you good at math? Can you help me solve for x? X = your number.
Woah, that attractive field of yours is pulling me in! By any chance, are you a Van de Graaff generator?
I’m a 30-60-90 triangle and you’re a 40-40-90 triangle – we’re just right for each other.
You're hotter than sulfuric acid and sugar and you smell twice as sweet.
According to the multiverse theory, there’s at least one universe where we end up together. Do you want this universe to be one of them?
You're embarrassed by my dense pickup lines? OK, I won't continuum. I'll be more discrete.
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