2009-11-01
Original: 2009-11-01 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Title banner: NEVER DATE A SCIENTIST
Panel 1:
A man and a woman embrace, facing each other. A fiery glowing object streaks across the sky behind them.
Man: Kiss me! Let me taste your sweet lips once more before the asteroid destroys Earth.
Woman (a scientist, wearing glasses): Technically, that's a meteor.
Votey:
Two people lying close together (in bed).
First person: Scientists are romantic. You spend half your time making fish puke.
Second person (the scientist): Technically, it's gastric lavage.
Panel 1:
A man and a woman embrace, facing each other. A fiery glowing object streaks across the sky behind them.
Man: Kiss me! Let me taste your sweet lips once more before the asteroid destroys Earth.
Woman (a scientist, wearing glasses): Technically, that's a meteor.
Votey:
Two people lying close together (in bed).
First person: Scientists are romantic. You spend half your time making fish puke.
Second person (the scientist): Technically, it's gastric lavage.
Alt text
A webcomic titled "NEVER DATE A SCIENTIST." In the single panel, a man and a bespectacled woman embrace under a blue sky while a fiery glowing object trails flames across the sky behind them. The man says, "Kiss me! Let me taste your sweet lips once more before the asteroid destroys Earth." The woman pedantically corrects him: "Technically, that's a meteor." In the black-and-white votey aftercomic, two people lie close together. One says, "Scientists are romantic. You spend half your time making fish puke." The scientist again corrects them: "Technically, it's gastric lavage." The joke: a scientist can't resist pedantic technical corrections even in romantic or apocalyptic moments.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.