2004-04-01
Original: 2004-04-01 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A man with orange hair in a yellow shirt sits across a restaurant table from a woman with brown hair in a pink shirt. The table has a blue tablecloth and two plates of food. The woman holds up a stemmed wine glass full of red wine and smiles. A clear tube runs from her wine glass, down off the table, and into a cardboard box on the floor beside the man.
The box is labeled: POISON WINE
Woman (speech bubble): THIS IS THE LAST TIME I GO OUT WITH YOU!
Caption (below panel):
She'd been saying that all night, ever since she found out that I'd poisoned her drink. YES. I GET IT. YOU'LL BE DEAD HA HA HA.
Geez!
Votey:
A close-up of a bearded man looking down/off thoughtfully.
Speech bubble: BUT WHY WOULD HE LABEL THE BOX?
A man with orange hair in a yellow shirt sits across a restaurant table from a woman with brown hair in a pink shirt. The table has a blue tablecloth and two plates of food. The woman holds up a stemmed wine glass full of red wine and smiles. A clear tube runs from her wine glass, down off the table, and into a cardboard box on the floor beside the man.
The box is labeled: POISON WINE
Woman (speech bubble): THIS IS THE LAST TIME I GO OUT WITH YOU!
Caption (below panel):
She'd been saying that all night, ever since she found out that I'd poisoned her drink. YES. I GET IT. YOU'LL BE DEAD HA HA HA.
Geez!
Votey:
A close-up of a bearded man looking down/off thoughtfully.
Speech bubble: BUT WHY WOULD HE LABEL THE BOX?
Alt text
A two-panel comic. Main panel: a man with orange hair in a yellow shirt sits at a restaurant table across from a brown-haired woman in a pink shirt. The table has a blue cloth and two plates of food. The woman holds up a glass of red wine and smiles, saying, 'THIS IS THE LAST TIME I GO OUT WITH YOU!' A clear tube runs from her wine glass down to a cardboard box on the floor by the man, labeled 'POISON WINE.' Caption below: 'She'd been saying that all night, ever since she found out that I'd poisoned her drink. YES. I GET IT. YOU'LL BE DEAD HA HA HA. Geez!' The joke: he literally rigged a box of poison wine into her glass and labeled it, and is annoyed she keeps complaining. Votey panel: a close-up of a bearded man looking thoughtful, asking, 'BUT WHY WOULD HE LABEL THE BOX?'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.