2005-12-18
Original: 2005-12-18 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (single panel):
A blond man in formal wear (white shirt, bow tie, red sash/cummerbund) leans toward a blond woman in a red dress, holding her hands. A fancy ballroom-style setting with a checkered floor.
Man: "AND NOW MY DEAR, WE SHALL MAKE ZEH LOVE."
Woman: "BUT LORD HOTTINGTON! YOU ARE AN ITALIAN, FRENCH, AN BRITISH COUNT! I'M JUST A SIMPLE MIDDLE SCHOOL TEACHER FROM THE MIDWEST ON A QUEST TO FIND THE MEANING OF ROMANCE!"
Caption (below panel): Lord Hottington had Ms. Timmons removed from the premises immediately.
Votey:
Close-up of a man's face (the same Lord Hottington), looking down with a disapproving expression.
Man: "Shame on you."
A blond man in formal wear (white shirt, bow tie, red sash/cummerbund) leans toward a blond woman in a red dress, holding her hands. A fancy ballroom-style setting with a checkered floor.
Man: "AND NOW MY DEAR, WE SHALL MAKE ZEH LOVE."
Woman: "BUT LORD HOTTINGTON! YOU ARE AN ITALIAN, FRENCH, AN BRITISH COUNT! I'M JUST A SIMPLE MIDDLE SCHOOL TEACHER FROM THE MIDWEST ON A QUEST TO FIND THE MEANING OF ROMANCE!"
Caption (below panel): Lord Hottington had Ms. Timmons removed from the premises immediately.
Votey:
Close-up of a man's face (the same Lord Hottington), looking down with a disapproving expression.
Man: "Shame on you."
Alt text
A single-panel cartoon in a fancy ballroom with a checkered floor. A blond man in a white shirt, bow tie, and red sash leans in and holds the hands of a blond woman in a red dress. He says, "And now my dear, we shall make zeh love." She replies at length, "But Lord Hottington! You are an Italian, French, an British count! I'm just a simple middle school teacher from the Midwest on a quest to find the meaning of romance!" A caption below the panel reads: "Lord Hottington had Ms. Timmons removed from the premises immediately." The joke: her rambling, overwrought self-introduction kills the romantic mood and gets her thrown out. Votey (a black-and-white aftercomic): a close-up of Lord Hottington's face looking down disdainfully, saying "Shame on you."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.