[[Detective "Dirty" Harry Callahan stands near a wall, pointing a revolver at another figure, presumably a suspect, reclined on the ground. A shotgun is on the ground next to the reclined figure.]]
Harry Callahan: I know what you're thinking--"Did he fire six shots or only five?" In all this excitement, I--
Suspect: Six. Definitely six.
Harry Callahan: Shit.
Dirty Harry Meets Rain Man
{{Title text: Sci-fi has energy weapons because otherwise the people like me who watch it get distracted counting shots.}}
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.