2004-04-05
Original: 2004-04-05 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A doctor wearing a head mirror leans over a teddy bear lying on a bed, pressing a stethoscope to it. A young boy stands at the bedside watching. A woman stands in the background.
Doctor: "I'M SORRY, SON. MR. TED IS... DECEASED."
Caption (below panel): Yeah, it was just great being a doctor's kid. Thanks for asking.
Votey:
The doctor (now bald, in a sketchier line-drawing style) speaks.
Doctor: "I THINK WE CAN HARVEST HIS FLUFF TO MAKE A PILLOW."
A doctor wearing a head mirror leans over a teddy bear lying on a bed, pressing a stethoscope to it. A young boy stands at the bedside watching. A woman stands in the background.
Doctor: "I'M SORRY, SON. MR. TED IS... DECEASED."
Caption (below panel): Yeah, it was just great being a doctor's kid. Thanks for asking.
Votey:
The doctor (now bald, in a sketchier line-drawing style) speaks.
Doctor: "I THINK WE CAN HARVEST HIS FLUFF TO MAKE A PILLOW."
Alt text
A doctor wearing a head mirror and stethoscope leans gravely over a child's teddy bear laid out on a bed, as if examining a patient. A young boy watches with a flat expression while a woman stands in the background. The doctor declares, "I'm sorry, son. Mr. Ted is... deceased." The caption reads: "Yeah, it was just great being a doctor's kid. Thanks for asking." In the votey, the doctor, drawn in a rougher style, adds matter-of-factly, "I think we can harvest his fluff to make a pillow." The joke: a doctor treats his kid's stuffed animal with grim clinical seriousness, then suggests morbidly repurposing it.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.