[[Rainy, cold, windy street; girl is walking along street; narration is from girl's point-of-view]]
Narrator: The weather outside is frightful.
Narrator: I hate trudging through the icy slush and biting sleet.
Narrator: But it beats lying in our warm, cozy bed
Narrator: Listening to you talk about DRM for hours on end
Boy: (offscreen) Come back! Just listen to this one quote from
Free Culture
{{title text: I mean, I can barely hear myself complaining about Battlestar Galactica.}}
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.