2003-02-07
Original: 2003-02-07 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A noir scene. A woman in a dark dress sits leaning toward a man in a fedora and trench coat at a table. A small red creature (resembling a worm or tentacle) protrudes from the side of the woman's head.
Woman (speech bubble): YOU CAN'T TRUST HER!
Caption (below panel): Something in her eyes told me I couldn't trust her.
Votey:
A close-up of the small creature, drawn as a worm/serpent-like thing with a wide mouth and two dot eyes, attached to a curling segmented tail.
Creature (speech bubble): SHE'S FUCKING NUTS, DUDE.
A noir scene. A woman in a dark dress sits leaning toward a man in a fedora and trench coat at a table. A small red creature (resembling a worm or tentacle) protrudes from the side of the woman's head.
Woman (speech bubble): YOU CAN'T TRUST HER!
Caption (below panel): Something in her eyes told me I couldn't trust her.
Votey:
A close-up of the small creature, drawn as a worm/serpent-like thing with a wide mouth and two dot eyes, attached to a curling segmented tail.
Creature (speech bubble): SHE'S FUCKING NUTS, DUDE.
Alt text
A noir-styled comic. In a dim brown-toned room, a woman in a dark dress leans toward a man wearing a fedora and trench coat, seated across a table. A small red worm-like creature sticks out of the side of her head. A speech bubble (from the woman or her head-creature) reads 'YOU CAN'T TRUST HER!' The caption below reads: 'Something in her eyes told me I couldn't trust her.' Votey aftercomic: a black-and-white close-up of the same red creature, now shown as a googly-eyed worm with a wide mouth and a coiled segmented tail, saying 'SHE'S FUCKING NUTS, DUDE.' The joke: the detective's 'gut feeling' warning him not to trust the woman is literally a small creature growing out of her own head badmouthing her.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.