2010-06-29
Original: 2010-06-29 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A bald, elderly man wearing small round dark glasses and a white mustache leans in close, holding a straight razor to the cheek of a frightened dark-skinned man. The old man speaks:
Old man: "You will get on a plane and you will not be scared. WHY? Because if you don't I will find you and f--k you up. I'll be under your bed. Outside your window. In the walls. Somewhere. Watching. I will f--k you up, Steven. I will f--k you up."
Caption below the panel (underlined heading):
Psychology Pro Tip:
Any phobia can be transmuted into a fear of psychologists.
Votey:
The same bald, round-glasses old man, now smiling pleasantly, leans back in a single panel.
Old man: "Oop! Your hour's up!"
A bald, elderly man wearing small round dark glasses and a white mustache leans in close, holding a straight razor to the cheek of a frightened dark-skinned man. The old man speaks:
Old man: "You will get on a plane and you will not be scared. WHY? Because if you don't I will find you and f--k you up. I'll be under your bed. Outside your window. In the walls. Somewhere. Watching. I will f--k you up, Steven. I will f--k you up."
Caption below the panel (underlined heading):
Psychology Pro Tip:
Any phobia can be transmuted into a fear of psychologists.
Votey:
The same bald, round-glasses old man, now smiling pleasantly, leans back in a single panel.
Old man: "Oop! Your hour's up!"
Alt text
A single comic panel: a bald elderly psychologist with a white mustache and small round dark glasses leans in and presses a straight razor against the cheek of a terrified man. The psychologist threatens him into curing his fear of flying, saying he will get on a plane and not be scared, because if he doesn't, "I will find you and f--k you up. I'll be under your bed. Outside your window. In the walls. Somewhere. Watching. I will f--k you up, Steven. I will f--k you up." An underlined caption reads "Psychology Pro Tip: Any phobia can be transmuted into a fear of psychologists." Votey: the same psychologist, now smiling calmly, leans back and says, "Oop! Your hour's up!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.