2009-02-04
Original: 2009-02-04 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (gesturing toward his own face): 'CAUSE, LIKE, YOU'RE PRETTY-ISH, BUT NOT SO MUCH THAT I WANT A BIG BRIGHT BLAST OF YOUR FACE ALL AT ONCE.
Panel 2 (banner reads "EARLIER..."):
Man: OH, DARLING... HOW I LONG TO GAZE UPON YOU IN THE TWILIGHT.
Votey:
Man: WHAT'S THE MATTER? YOU USED TO LOVE SUNSETS.
Man (gesturing toward his own face): 'CAUSE, LIKE, YOU'RE PRETTY-ISH, BUT NOT SO MUCH THAT I WANT A BIG BRIGHT BLAST OF YOUR FACE ALL AT ONCE.
Panel 2 (banner reads "EARLIER..."):
Man: OH, DARLING... HOW I LONG TO GAZE UPON YOU IN THE TWILIGHT.
Votey:
Man: WHAT'S THE MATTER? YOU USED TO LOVE SUNSETS.
Alt text
A two-panel comic set on a grassy hillside at sunset. In the first panel, a man stands with arms spread, gesturing at his own face while talking to a blonde woman seen from behind. He says, "'Cause, like, you're pretty-ish, but not so much that I want a big bright blast of your face all at once." The second panel, labeled "EARLIER...", shows the same couple; the man romantically says, "Oh, darling... how I long to gaze upon you in the twilight." The joke reveals his flowery line about wanting only dim light was really a backhanded insult about her looks. Votey: a small black-and-white panel of the man and woman standing together; he asks, "What's the matter? You used to love sunsets."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.