lolcats are fucking top. end of. and i think we would all stay awake in class if it was funnier :) so here is the whatsit. . . PHYSICS IN ACCORDANCE WITH LOLCATS.
in the old days (when people wore pantaloons and whatnot) folk thought space was flat like the kitchen table. but then a big genius badboy came along and said ''naw. its not. its like a blanket, with planet things sitting on it, so it is all bumpy and ruffly. not flat as fuck. then he made equations and shit and everyone was all happy.
another big quantum whatnot appeared and it was schrodinger. his cat was giving him grief about buying him whiskas instead of iams(cos his cat is an iams cat) anyway, thats beside the point. he put the cat in the box with poison cos it was being an annoying fuck, and then decided, due to everything, that if you papped a cat in the box with poison, whether it lived or died depended on you opening the box lid. The point in this? BUY YOUR CAT IAMS!
and finalement, quarks.some bright spark decided that atoms and protons and all that shite were not the smallest things. so they made up things called 'quarks'. they have 'flavors'. (dont try and eat the quarks in the picture. it might kill you).anyway, you get all kinds of names and they go up down strange charm, all that shite. anyways, the fact of the matter is, the quarks in the picture are FUCKING MENTAL.dont try and pack them into a small ball.that is all.
in the old days (when people wore pantaloons and whatnot) folk thought space was flat like the kitchen table. but then a big genius badboy came along and said ''naw. its not. its like a blanket, with planet things sitting on it, so it is all bumpy and ruffly. not flat as fuck. then he made equations and shit and everyone was all happy.
another big quantum whatnot appeared and it was schrodinger. his cat was giving him grief about buying him whiskas instead of iams(cos his cat is an iams cat) anyway, thats beside the point. he put the cat in the box with poison cos it was being an annoying fuck, and then decided, due to everything, that if you papped a cat in the box with poison, whether it lived or died depended on you opening the box lid. The point in this? BUY YOUR CAT IAMS!
and finalement, quarks.some bright spark decided that atoms and protons and all that shite were not the smallest things. so they made up things called 'quarks'. they have 'flavors'. (dont try and eat the quarks in the picture. it might kill you).anyway, you get all kinds of names and they go up down strange charm, all that shite. anyways, the fact of the matter is, the quarks in the picture are FUCKING MENTAL.dont try and pack them into a small ball.that is all.
I love Schrodinger's pussy.
ReplyDeleteOn a more related note, you should be a damn science teacher!
thankyou :) i fear i might somehow make the youth of today far more tormented than they already are :|
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