[[A man and woman are standing with a baby in between them.]]
Man: Oh man, we made a baby.
Woman: Don't panic. Don't panic.
Baby: Baby!
Man: Parenting can't be that hard. Let's just do what comes naturally.
[[Beat frame.]]
Soon:
[[There are now two babies in between them.]]
Woman: Aw, crap.
{{Title text: On one hand, every single one of my ancestors going back billions of years has managed to figured it out. On the other hand, that's the mother of all sampling biases.}}
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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.