[[External view of a satellite orbiting Earth. Dialog comes from within.]]
Person 1: Yes!
Person 2: What?
Person 1: I got our downlink into a GeoIP database.
[[Internal view of the satellite, a man and a woman are floating about, the man is at a computer mounted to the wall.]]
Woman: Why?
Man: To mess with our advertisers. Check it out.
[[An ad reads "Meet local girls in Low Earth Orbit tonight!" and has two photos of girls in sexy poses, one captioned "Tanya, 18" and the other "Amber, 19". Below them is a button that reads "CHAT LIVE".]]
{{Title text: 'Meet hot young singles in your mom's basement today'? Man, screw you, GeoIP.}}
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.