[[Man laying on sidewalk outside a house, surrounded by his belongings]]
She threw me out yelling "You don't say those words, not in this house."
It's been two years. I thought the wounds had healed.
But I stand by what I said...
Pluto should never have been a planet.
{{Title-text : We actually divorced once over the airplane
treadmill argument. (Preemptive response to the inevitable threads arguing about it: you're all wrong on the internet.) }}
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.