[[In a delivery room]]
Doctor: There's the head... he's looking at me... Wait, he's crawling back into the womb.
Mother: What?!
Doctor: Yeah, it's the darnedest thing.
Mother: Um, what does it mean?
Doctor: My guess? Six more weeks of winter.
{{title text: Ma'am, I admit that wasn't in the best taste, but you have to admire my delivery! Ha ha, get it? Oh God, don't throw those syringes! Your baby's fine!}}
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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.