greedy-pathfinding

A nine-panel grid comic drawn in flat colors shows a man and a woman in bed after sex. The woman flatly says, "That was the worst sex of my life," and the man replies, "Math is at fault." He explains that, being tired, instead of trying to be good at sex he ran a greedy pathfinding algorithm to direct his fondling strategy: it worked fine until he grabbed her right boob, but then the nearest sexy part is the left boob, and from the left boob the nearest sexy part is the right boob. Hence, he says, the rapid yet unending interboob cycling, whose efficiency apparently did nothing for her. The woman stares wide-eyed and unimpressed. He asks, "Are you mad?" She answers, "No, I just want you to stop." He replies, "Sorry I didn't set a run time." The joke is a computer-science pun: a greedy nearest-neighbor algorithm gets stuck oscillating between two points forever with no stopping condition. In the votey (a black-and-white aftercomic), the man lies sprawled against the woman and muses in a speech bubble, "I should write for porno."