Ribosomes Go Brrr

The professor who wrote these exam instructions is an absolute savage! 😂 That "pray to God" advice for unprepared students hits harder than a centrifuge at maximum speed. The "don't smile at your neighbor" rule is peak academic paranoia - because nothing says "cheating" like basic human friendliness! And my favorite: "questions are compulsory here" - as if anyone thought they were browsing a biology buffet where you can skip the mitochondria if you're not feeling it today. This is what happens when professors stop pretending college isn't traumatic!

Plant biologists cowering in fear before the mighty Arabidopsis? Yep, sounds about right. This little weed has terrorized grad students for decades. While other scientists get to work with charismatic megafauna or explosive chemicals, plant biologists are stuck begging this unassuming mustard relative to please, PLEASE germinate properly this time. It's the lab rat of the plant world—if lab rats had the power to crush your publication hopes with a single wilted leaf. The best part? After spending five years of your life studying it, nobody at family gatherings will have any idea what you're talking about. "No, Aunt Carol, I don't study 'arabi-whatsis' because I failed to get into medical school."

The universal biochemistry student identifier: comically large glasses and a perpetual look of mild panic. Those oversized spectacles aren't just for seeing molecules—they're for spotting the exact moment your professor decides to test you on the entire Krebs cycle from memory. The stuffed animal represents what's left of your soul after memorizing 47 enzyme names that all end in "-ase." Biochem majors don't need to announce their field of study—the eye bags, caffeine dependency, and ability to recite amino acid structures in their sleep give it away instantly. The plush toy is actually more hydrated than its owner at this point.

The cake of biology is being sliced, and suddenly—GASP—a piece gets labeled "botany"! The horror! It's like watching someone separate the sprinkles from your ice cream. Botanists are just sitting there thinking, "Excuse me, but plants were part of biology before you even figured out how to pronounce 'mitochondria'!" Meanwhile, zoologists are quietly hoping nobody notices they're also just a slice of the same delicious biological cake. The academic turf wars continue... may the chlorophyll be with you! 🌱

The perfect bell curve of chelonian knowledge! The left side shows novices who can't tell a box turtle from a snapping turtle, happily pointing at tortoises and shouting "turtle!" The peak represents zoology professors who've spent decades studying taxonomic distinctions and will absolutely die on the hill of "ACTUALLY, tortoises are terrestrial testudines with elephantine feet while turtles have webbed appendages for aquatic locomotion!" And then... the enlightened right side of the curve—experts who've transcended pedantry and embraced the biological reality that tortoises are indeed just a specialized subset of turtles. The taxonomic equivalent of "well yes, but actually no." The circle of knowledge is complete when you realize we're all just arguing about shell-dwelling reptiles while they slowly outlive our entire species.

The RNA cinematic universe is getting out of hand. First panel shows mRNA getting all the attention while tRNA drowns in neglect—pretty much how it goes in intro biology courses. Then we descend to the forgotten rRNA, sitting like a skeleton in the deep, holding the entire ribosomal structure together while getting zero credit. And finally, we reach the abyss where obscure RNA types lurk in darkness: snRNA splicing away in silence, snoRNA modifying other RNAs without fanfare, and whatever the hell "tracrRNA" is doing in its corner of CRISPR systems. The academic equivalent of "name all the characters in this franchise" but make it molecular biology.