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2009-06-11

Original: 2009-06-11 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

The comic is told in reverse chronological order, with each panel labeled by day of the week in a banner at the top, running from Wednesday back to Sunday.

Panel 1 (banner: WEDNESDAY):
A graveside scene. Four people in black funeral attire stand behind a tombstone. The tombstone reads: "R I P / TODD JONES / 1983 - 20--". One of the mourners (a man with glasses) has X's drawn over his eyes and lines around his head suggesting he is reacting/vibrating. A buzzing sound emanates from the grave area.
Sound effect: "BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZ!"

Panel 2 (banner: TUESDAY):
An older surgeon with glasses and a mustache, in green scrubs, speaks to a group of family members (an older woman, a woman in purple, a man with red hair in green, and others).
Surgeon: "HE'S HAVING BIZARRE COMPLICATIONS, BUT WE'LL DO OUR BEST."

Panel 3 (banner: MONDAY):
The same surgeon, washing his hands at a sink, speaks to a woman with brown hair.
Surgeon: "THE SURGERY WENT TO PERFECTION. THAT'S WHY YOU HIRED YOUR DEAR OLD UNCLE."

Panel 4 (banner: SUNDAY):
An operating room. A patient lies on the operating table with a large red bloody wound on the chest. The surgeon stands over him.
Surgeon: "HEY, HAS ANYONE SEEN MY PHONE?"
A cell phone is visibly sewn/left inside the patient's open chest cavity.

Votey:
A close-up of the surgeon (older man with mustache).
Surgeon: "DON'T BE ALARMED. THIS IS KNOWN AS BUZZER MORTIS."

Alt text

A four-panel SMBC comic told in reverse chronological order, with each panel headed by a day-of-week banner running Wednesday, Tuesday, Monday, Sunday. WEDNESDAY: a funeral. Four people in black stand behind a tombstone reading 'R.I.P. TODD JONES 1983-20--'. A loud 'BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZ!' rises from the grave, and one mourner with X-ed-out eyes vibrates in reaction. TUESDAY: a mustached surgeon in green scrubs tells a worried family, 'He's having bizarre complications, but we'll do our best.' MONDAY: the same surgeon washes his hands and reassures a woman, 'The surgery went to perfection. That's why you hired your dear old uncle.' SUNDAY: in the operating room, the patient lies open-chested with a bloody wound, and the surgeon asks, 'Hey, has anyone seen my phone?' — his cell phone was sewn up inside the body, and it is what buzzes in the grave. Votey: a close-up of the surgeon saying, 'Don't be alarmed. This is known as buzzer mortis,' a pun on 'rigor mortis.'

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.