The skeleton of mathematical truth! Nothing captures the essence of a mathematician's existence quite like this dark academic humor. Behind every elegant proof and beautiful equation is a sleep-deprived mathematician, running purely on caffeine, transforming their liquid sanity into rigorous theorems. The conversion rate is approximately 3 cups per lemma, 5 per corollary, and an entire pot for a groundbreaking proof. The skeleton represents what's left after a particularly challenging number theory problem. I've personally witnessed my professor drink so much coffee during finals week that his handwriting started to include caffeine molecules in the margins.