You are my loop condition. I keep coming back to you.
Hey baby, how about you let me probe your ports, and you can dereference my pointer?
You compute me.
Baby, you're like a student and I'm like a math book...you solve all my problems.
How can i know a hundred digits of PI? But not the 7 digits of your phone number.
Baby, if you let me pump my H+ ions into your intermembrane space, it would induce a massive conformational change in my f1 complex.
I want someone I can share my entire life with who will leave me alone most of the time.
Let's meet somewhere... you bring your beaker and I'll bring my stirring rod.
You must be a magnetic monopole because all i get from you is attraction.
If I'm sine and you're cosine, wanna make like a tangent?