2007-02-15
Original: 2007-02-15 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (single panel):
Patient (man with reddish-brown hair, seen in profile): "Twenty four hours to live?!"
Doctor (older man with glasses, mustache, and a white lab coat with a stethoscope): "Yes. There are five stages of death. The first is getting a haircut! Seriously, you look like an asshole!"
Votey:
A young man (drawn in a simpler line-art style) looks uncertain and says: "But daaad..."
Patient (man with reddish-brown hair, seen in profile): "Twenty four hours to live?!"
Doctor (older man with glasses, mustache, and a white lab coat with a stethoscope): "Yes. There are five stages of death. The first is getting a haircut! Seriously, you look like an asshole!"
Votey:
A young man (drawn in a simpler line-art style) looks uncertain and says: "But daaad..."
Alt text
A doctor in a white coat with glasses and a mustache leans toward a patient with reddish-brown hair. The patient exclaims, "Twenty four hours to live?!" The doctor replies, "Yes. There are five stages of death. The first is getting a haircut! Seriously, you look like an asshole!" The joke twists the famous "five stages of grief" into absurd insults rather than medical advice. Votey (a small follow-up panel in rougher black-and-white line art): a young man looks doubtful and whines, "But daaad...", implying the doctor is actually his father nagging him about his hair.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.