The mathematical impossibility of folding paper more than 7 times meets bathroom desperation. Fun fact: Each fold doubles the thickness exponentially—by fold 7, your toilet paper would be 128 layers thick. By fold 10, it's thicker than your hand. Fold 42 would reach the moon. But sure, go ahead and create a black hole in your bathroom while solving the eternal toilet paper shortage crisis. That's one way to make your colleagues question your absence from the lab meeting.

*Cackles in thermodynamics* The laws of physics are STILL refusing to budge in 2025! Perpetual motion machines remain the unicorns of engineering - magical, desirable, and absolutely impossible thanks to our party-pooper friend: entropy. The second law of thermodynamics continues its undefeated streak, smugly reminding us that energy will ALWAYS find a way to dissipate. 532,193 people clicking "like" on this post is almost enough energy to power a small device... almost, but not quite perpetually! 🔥⚙️

The meme shows the Greek letter Psi (ψ) between two bracket symbols, with the caption "The only bras Physics majors ever see." This is a clever physics pun playing on two meanings: "bra" as undergarment versus "bra" in Dirac notation from quantum mechanics! In physics, the "bra-ket" notation (⟨ψ|) represents quantum states, where the left part ⟨ is called a "bra" and the right part | is a "ket." So physics students spend more time with these mathematical "bras" than the clothing kind—implying they're too busy studying to date. Self-deprecating physics humor at its finest!

Hollywood: "Let's make uranium glow bright green because science!" Actual nuclear physicists: *flips table in rage* Fun fact: Real uranium actually glows a subtle blue-violet under UV light due to fluorescence, not that radioactive neon green that movies love to portray. The iconic "green glow" misconception probably stems from early radium paint used in watch dials, which glowed green because of the phosphor mixed with it, not the radioactive element itself. Next time you see green glowing goo in a movie, just know that somewhere a scientist is having an aneurysm.

Just when you think you've mastered basic science concepts, BOOM! Quantum physics appears like a cosmic horror monster ready to melt your brain! One minute you're confidently explaining gravity, the next you're trying to wrap your head around particles existing in multiple places simultaneously. It's like leveling up in a video game only to discover the boss has 17 health bars and attacks that violate the laws of reality! The universe is basically saying, "Oh, you understand Newton? That's cute. Now explain why this electron is EVERYWHERE and NOWHERE at the same time!" *maniacal scientist laughter*

Twitter asks about tearjerker books, and some poor soul responds with "University Physics with Modern Physics 14th Edition" – the physics textbook that's crushed the spirits of countless undergrads. Even better, co-author Roger Freedman himself chimes in with "No doubt tears of joy" – clearly forgetting the trauma of trying to understand angular momentum conservation at 2AM before an exam. That textbook doesn't make you cry because it's beautiful – it makes you cry because suddenly your career as a professional sandwich artist seems like the better path.