[[Woman on stage, holding microphone, hip-hop stance.]]
Woman: Yo, I'm M.C. Aphasia and I'm here to say that, I... uh... um... hi?
[[Hat man on stage, holding microphone.]]
Hat man: So I... oh? Does she? Well, when
yo
mama sits around the house, she finds herself wishing she'd finished her degree instead of having kids right away, maybe started that business. Then she might have created something she's
proud
of.
[[Man on stage, holding microphone, fist pumping toward audience.]]
Man: Yo, I'm M.C. Quine and I'm here to say, "Yo, I'm M.C. Quine and I'm here to say!"
[[Beret man on stage, holding microphone.]]
Beret man: Ever notice how men go to the restroom alone, while women go in hordes ten thousand strong, clad all in sable armor and bristling with swords and spears?
Audience member: Those are orcs.
Beret man: Oh.
{{Title text: Ever notice how the more successful observational comics become, the more their jokes focus on flying and hotels?}}
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.