[[Interior, man types on computer, friend is lying on the floor]]
Man [[typing swear words]]: *$@#
Friend: Hey, ease up on the noobs. Like my Mom always said, you catch more flies with honey then with vinegar.
Man: No, you don't.
Friend: You don't?
Man: Nope, set out a bowl of balsamic and a bowl of honey. The vinegar gets more.
Friend: ...Seriously?
Man: You have fruit flies. Try it yourself.
[[Later]]
Friend [[on the phone with his mother]]: Mother! You LIED to me! And it gets worse. I was watching a pot yesterday, and guess what it did? It BOILED, Mother!
{{title text: I don't know about houseflies, but we definitely caught a lot of fruit flies with our vinegar bowl. Hooray science!}}
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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.