Narrator: Whenever I learn a new skill I concoct elaborate fantasy scenarios where it lets me save the day.
Woman: Oh no! The killer must have followed her on vacation!
[[Woman points to computer]]
Woman: But to find them we'd need to search through 200MB of emails looking for something formatted like an address!
Man: It's hopeless!
Offpanel voice: Everybody stand back.
Offpanel voice: I know regular expressions.
[[A man swings in on a rope, toward the computer]]
<<tap tap>>
<<PERL!>>
[[The man swings away, and the other characters cheer]]
{{rollover text: Wait, forgot to escape a space. Wheeeeee[taptaptap]eeeeee.}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.