2009-06-01
Original: 2009-06-01 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A man with red/orange hair (wearing a green tank top with yellow straps) talks to a smiling man in a brown shirt.
Red-haired man: UGH. I HATE THIS JOB. IT'S THE SAME MONOTONOUS CRAP OVER AND OVER.
Brown-shirt man: NOT ANYMORE! I INVENTED THIS SPHERE THAT GOES OVER YOUR NOSE, SUPPLYING A STEADY DOSE OF COCAINE TO GET YOU THROUGH THE DAY.
Panel 2:
The red-haired man is now dressed as a clown (red nose, polka-dot costume) waving enthusiastically at a group of children at a party.
Clown: HEYA KIDS!
Sign/banner on the wall: HAPPY EIGHTH BIRTHDAY, AMY!
Votey:
A black-and-white sketch: the clown, wide-eyed and manic, looms in the foreground while a child in the background looks unsettled/uncomfortable. The air is filled with repeated laughter text: HAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAH HAHAHAH HAHAHAH.
A man with red/orange hair (wearing a green tank top with yellow straps) talks to a smiling man in a brown shirt.
Red-haired man: UGH. I HATE THIS JOB. IT'S THE SAME MONOTONOUS CRAP OVER AND OVER.
Brown-shirt man: NOT ANYMORE! I INVENTED THIS SPHERE THAT GOES OVER YOUR NOSE, SUPPLYING A STEADY DOSE OF COCAINE TO GET YOU THROUGH THE DAY.
Panel 2:
The red-haired man is now dressed as a clown (red nose, polka-dot costume) waving enthusiastically at a group of children at a party.
Clown: HEYA KIDS!
Sign/banner on the wall: HAPPY EIGHTH BIRTHDAY, AMY!
Votey:
A black-and-white sketch: the clown, wide-eyed and manic, looms in the foreground while a child in the background looks unsettled/uncomfortable. The air is filled with repeated laughter text: HAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAH HAHAHAH HAHAHAH.
Alt text
Two-panel color comic. Panel 1: a glum red-haired man in a green tank top complains to a cheerful man in a brown shirt, "Ugh. I hate this job. It's the same monotonous crap over and over." The brown-shirt man replies, "Not anymore! I invented this sphere that goes over your nose, supplying a steady dose of cocaine to get you through the day." Panel 2: the red-haired man, now wearing a clown costume with a red nose and polka dots, waves wildly and shouts "Heya kids!" at children gathered under a banner reading "Happy eighth birthday, Amy!"—implying the cocaine sphere is the red nose. Votey: a rough black-and-white sketch of the clown, wide-eyed and manic, laughing maniacally ("HAHAHAHAHAH" filling the air) while a nearby child looks deeply uncomfortable.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.