I’m hung like a Foucault pendulum.
I’m attracted to you like the Earth is attracted to the Sun – with a large force inversely proportional to the distance squared.
Two large masses that are close together are supposed to radiate gravitational waves. I think that you’re a big part of that.
In my bed, it’s perpetual motion all night long, baby.
Why don’t we measure the coefficient of static friction between me and you?
You and Me = Grand Unification
Engineers don’t know the first thing about pleasing a woman. Friction alone can’t get the job done.
Let’s exchange fermions!
Those other guys said that your eyes shine like stars. But can they explain how they shine with equal brightness?
Heisenberg was wrong. I’m certain about what you’re doing tonight.