2007-12-22
Original: 2007-12-22 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel: A blonde woman in a green shirt and blue rubber gloves stands at a service window, pointing. Behind the counter, a smiling brown-haired man in a green polo leans on the sill; shelving of labeled containers fills the room behind him. A small NFPA hazard diamond (blue/red/yellow/white) sits on the counter between them.
Woman: I NEED A SAMPLE OF FULMINANT HEPATITIS STRAIN JFH-1.
Man: DARLIN', YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE.
Caption below panel: It later turned out she wasn't propositioning me.
Votey: The same woman, now seen from the front holding a small vial and looking flat/unimpressed, while the man stands to the side with a hand raised, looking awkward.
Woman: I NEED A SAMPLE OF FULMINANT HEPATITIS STRAIN JFH-1.
Man: DARLIN', YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE.
Caption below panel: It later turned out she wasn't propositioning me.
Votey: The same woman, now seen from the front holding a small vial and looking flat/unimpressed, while the man stands to the side with a hand raised, looking awkward.
Alt text
A two-part gag about a misread line. In the panel, a blonde woman in lab gloves leans into a supply window and says, "I NEED A SAMPLE OF FULMINANT HEPATITIS STRAIN JFH-1." The man behind the counter grins and replies, "DARLIN', YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE" — a chemical-hazard diamond sits on the counter between them. The caption reveals the joke: "It later turned out she wasn't propositioning me" — he had read her purely clinical request as flirtation. In the bonus panel the deadpan woman holds a sample vial while the man stands awkwardly to the side, his hopeful misunderstanding deflated.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.