Do you like math? No? Me neither. In fact, the only number I care about is yours.
Heisenberg was wrong. I'm certain about what you're doing tonight.
You are my belongingness to my Maslow's Humanistic Theory based on the Hierarchy of needs.
Did your parents work on The Manhattan Project? Because you’re the bomb!
Hi, I’m a T-cell, and I’m here to protect you from everything.
You are like an electron and I am like a proton. And they say that opposites attract.
Shouldn’t we be carbon dating right now? Let’s get on with it.
I want to stick to you like cyanoacrylate.
Looking at the sediment grain size scale, it looks like you’re finer than silt.
Are you a 45-degree angle, because you’re perfect.
Your body has the nicest arc length I have ever seen.
Kiss me if I’m wrong, but trilobites still exist, right?
Wow, you're undeniably exothermic! I bet you get that reaction a lot.
Not even Fahrenheit, Celsius, or Kelvin can measure how hot you are!
Wanna dance? I can really put your inertia in motion.
You must be mitochondria because you are the powerhouse of my heart.
I know hundreds of Pi digits, but what I really want to know is the 7 digits of your phone number.
You’ve been here for short while, but my heart is beating really fast and I can feel some surface tension between us.
I’m like the Jean Baptiste-Colbert of relationships. I never trade with anyone else.
The direction fields of my heart all point to you.
I’m no James Monroe, but I can give you an Era of Good Feelings.
I have successfully managed to synthesize a protein that makes two people fall in love. Do you want to try it?
You breathe oxygen too? We have so much in common!
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