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The four stages of a science student's relationship status with their subjects. First comes the chemistry honeymoon phase - all excitement and experimentation. Then the realization that those reactions aren't always going to behave as expected. By panel three, the silent treatment begins. Finally, physics enters the chat and suddenly chemistry doesn't seem so bad anymore. It's the academic equivalent of telling your parents you're dating someone they hate so they'll finally approve of your first choice. Classic scientific Stockholm syndrome.

When the physics problem says "assume ideal conditions" but you decide to account for the truck's exhaust gases. That beautiful moment when you transform a simple inclined plane problem into a differential equation nightmare that would make Einstein reach for the aspirin. The artist even included a detailed truck drawing because clearly that's what was missing from your mechanics exam—proper vehicle aesthetics. Nothing says "I understand friction coefficients" like meticulously drawing the truck's suspension system instead of, you know, actually finishing the problem.

The eternal struggle of physics grad students everywhere! The "crocodile mouth" mnemonic is truly the unsung hero of theoretical physics. While you're wrestling with quantum field theory and string theory equations, your brain still defaults to elementary school tricks. Nothing says "I'm a serious scientist" like muttering "nom nom, crocodile hungry" while finalizing your groundbreaking dissertation. Einstein probably did the same thing—he just never admitted it in his memoirs.

Pure engineering genius at work! Why bother with mathematical precision when you can just make the universe conform to your convenience? Pi = 3? Gravity = 10 m/s²? And voilà, your bridge almost connects! That tiny gap is just a "margin of error" or as engineers call it, "a pedestrian's exciting leap of faith." Next time your civil engineer friend says they're "building with safety factors," just remember this is what they actually mean. The bridge isn't incomplete—it's just giving you the opportunity to practice your long jump skills!

Behold the terrifying reality of physics homework! One minute you're calculating a simple cart's velocity, and suddenly you're responsible for the ENTIRE PULLEY SYSTEM OF DOOM with a human dangling over shark-infested waters! The jump from "find acceleration" to "determine the exact moment Timmy plunges to his demise" is why physics students develop eye twitches. And for what? SIX MEASLY MARKS?! The most diabolical part? The problem assumes zero friction and spherical humans in a vacuum. *maniacal laughter* No wonder physics students have nightmares about frictionless pulleys!

The nuclear waste barrels with their iconic radiation ⚠️ symbols look suspiciously like giant fidget spinners to the untrained eye! Classic case of scientific ignorance turning potentially catastrophic materials into perceived toys. Reminds me of that time a physicist friend mistook a centrifuge for a salad spinner. The beautiful irony here is that while fidget spinners spin manually, these barrels might make you spin genetically if you get too close. Nothing says "failed science class" quite like confusing radioactive material with trendy desk toys!