2005-09-02
Original: 2005-09-02 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (single panel):
A bloodied Batman-like superhero in a gray-and-blue costume with a yellow bat emblem stands against an orange background, riddled with bullet wounds, laughing as he is shot.
Batman-like hero: "YOU'RE SERIOUSLY USING KRYPTONITE BULLETS?! THAT'S SUPERMAN'S WEAKNESS YOU IDIOT! AHAHAHA! =GHACK="
A hand at lower right holds a gun pointed at him; a second figure (a person with light hair, seen from behind/side) reacts.
The second figure: "HA!"
Caption below the panel: "So, yeah, the funeral will be on Friday."
Votey:
A simple line-drawing close-up of a bat-eared head (the same Batman-like hero, drawn crudely) looking down at itself.
Hero: "Whoa. What's all this red stuff?"
A bloodied Batman-like superhero in a gray-and-blue costume with a yellow bat emblem stands against an orange background, riddled with bullet wounds, laughing as he is shot.
Batman-like hero: "YOU'RE SERIOUSLY USING KRYPTONITE BULLETS?! THAT'S SUPERMAN'S WEAKNESS YOU IDIOT! AHAHAHA! =GHACK="
A hand at lower right holds a gun pointed at him; a second figure (a person with light hair, seen from behind/side) reacts.
The second figure: "HA!"
Caption below the panel: "So, yeah, the funeral will be on Friday."
Votey:
A simple line-drawing close-up of a bat-eared head (the same Batman-like hero, drawn crudely) looking down at itself.
Hero: "Whoa. What's all this red stuff?"
Alt text
An SMBC comic. In a single panel, a bloodied Batman-like superhero in a gray-and-blue costume with a yellow bat emblem stands against an orange background, his body covered in bullet wounds, laughing as he is shot. He yells, "You're seriously using kryptonite bullets?! That's Superman's weakness you idiot! Ahahaha! =ghack=" A hand at lower right holds a gun, and a light-haired person reacts with "Ha!" The hero has mixed up Superman's weakness (kryptonite) with his own, so the bullets are actually killing him. A caption below reads: "So, yeah, the funeral will be on Friday." Votey: a crude line drawing close-up of the bat-eared hero looking down at himself, saying, "Whoa. What's all this red stuff?"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.