[[Outside, under a crescent moon.]]
Woman: It's strange to stare at the moon and think about people walking on it.
Man: That's no moon, it's a—<<gack>>
[[She holds him up in the air by his neck à la Darth Vader using the force.]]
Woman: I find your lack of original conversation disturbing.
{{Title text: Unfortunately for her, real Star Wars fans are attracted to a gal with a good force choke.}}
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.