Posted on February 8th, 2016 by TONY KINOTI
Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you’re CuTe.
Do you have 11 protons? Cause you’re sodium fine.
Are you a carbon sample? Because I want to date you.
You must be made of uranium and iodine because all I can see is U and I together.
Forget hydrogen, you’re my number one element.
If I was an enzyme, I’d be DNA helicase so I could unzip your genes.
Chemists do it on the table periodically.
You’re like an exothermic reaction. You spread hotness everywhere.
Are you made of Fluorine, Iodine, and Neon? ‘Cause you are F-I-Ne.
If I had a choice between DNA and RNA, I’d choose RNA because it has U in it.
Hey baby, I’ve got my ion you!
According to the Second Law of Thermodynamics, you are supposed to share your hotness with me.
You must be a compound of barium and beryllium because you’re a total BaBe.
You’re hotter than a Bunsen burner turned up all the way.Read More