It’s only Monday and I’ve reached the point of sleep deprivation where I’m making up bad Organic Chemistry pickup lines.  Highlights include:

  • Damn, girl/boy/gender-neutral/…comrade(?), I hope you’re a peroxide, because I’m having trouble getting oxygen.
  • Are you a cyanide compound?  Because those lips look toxic.
  • Are you a carbene?  Because this feels explosive.
  • I’ll conjugate my double bonds with yours, all night long.

And my personal favorite….

  • Are you an aromatic ring system?  Because I can tell from here that you’re chemical perfection.