2004-04-30
Original: 2004-04-30 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (single panel):
A desolate landscape at dusk. A yellow sun (or moon) hangs in a purple sky over barren hills. A single human skull lies on the ground.
Caption (below the panel): "You know honey, I really don't feel like getting pizza again tonight."
Votey:
Caption (handwritten, top): Reading this 11 years later...
A bearded man with long hair sits looking at a laptop/screen.
Man (thought/speech bubble): I don't get it
A desolate landscape at dusk. A yellow sun (or moon) hangs in a purple sky over barren hills. A single human skull lies on the ground.
Caption (below the panel): "You know honey, I really don't feel like getting pizza again tonight."
Votey:
Caption (handwritten, top): Reading this 11 years later...
A bearded man with long hair sits looking at a laptop/screen.
Man (thought/speech bubble): I don't get it
Alt text
Main comic: A single wide panel shows a bleak, empty landscape — a yellow sun low in a purple sky above dark barren hills, with a lone human skull resting on the pale ground, casting a small shadow. The caption beneath reads: “You know honey, I really don't feel like getting pizza again tonight.” The joke is the bleak emptiness paired with a mundane, domestic complaint, implying the apocalyptic aftermath of some catastrophe.
Votey: A handwritten caption at the top reads “Reading this 11 years later...” Below, a bearded man with long hair sits looking at a laptop screen, with a speech bubble saying “I don't get it” — the cartoonist self-deprecatingly admitting the original joke no longer lands.
Votey: A handwritten caption at the top reads “Reading this 11 years later...” Below, a bearded man with long hair sits looking at a laptop screen, with a speech bubble saying “I don't get it” — the cartoonist self-deprecatingly admitting the original joke no longer lands.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.