2011-06-28
Original: 2011-06-28 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Mother (woman with brown hair and glasses, holding a piece of paper): SON, YOU HAVE A LOT OF FLAWS TO WORK ON. SO, I'VE MADE A LIST OF THEM, AND FROM NOW ON, I'M GOING TO CALL THEM OUT IN THE NIGHT WHILE MAKING LOVE TO YOUR FATHER. WHEN YOU'VE IMPROVED IN EVERY WAY, YOUR NIGHTS WILL BE SILENT AGAIN.
Panel 2:
Son (young man with orange/red hair, green shirt): COULDN'T... COULDN'T YOU JUST GROUND ME?
Mother: NO.
Son: WHY NOT?
Panel 3:
(Close-up of the mother's face, glowering, light glinting off her glasses. No dialogue.)
Panel 4:
Caption: SOON...
Voice (yellow speech bubble, coming from off-panel): TALKING BACK! OH YES! TALKING BACK!
(The son sits on the edge of his bed at night, hands clamped over his ears in distress.)
Votey:
Father (bald man) to son: SORRY, SON. I'M ON YOUR SIDE, BUT THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST WEEK OF MY LIFE.
Mother (woman with brown hair and glasses, holding a piece of paper): SON, YOU HAVE A LOT OF FLAWS TO WORK ON. SO, I'VE MADE A LIST OF THEM, AND FROM NOW ON, I'M GOING TO CALL THEM OUT IN THE NIGHT WHILE MAKING LOVE TO YOUR FATHER. WHEN YOU'VE IMPROVED IN EVERY WAY, YOUR NIGHTS WILL BE SILENT AGAIN.
Panel 2:
Son (young man with orange/red hair, green shirt): COULDN'T... COULDN'T YOU JUST GROUND ME?
Mother: NO.
Son: WHY NOT?
Panel 3:
(Close-up of the mother's face, glowering, light glinting off her glasses. No dialogue.)
Panel 4:
Caption: SOON...
Voice (yellow speech bubble, coming from off-panel): TALKING BACK! OH YES! TALKING BACK!
(The son sits on the edge of his bed at night, hands clamped over his ears in distress.)
Votey:
Father (bald man) to son: SORRY, SON. I'M ON YOUR SIDE, BUT THIS HAS BEEN THE BEST WEEK OF MY LIFE.
Alt text
A four-panel SMBC comic. Panel 1: A woman with glasses, holding a sheet of paper, tells her son: "Son, you have a lot of flaws to work on. So, I've made a list of them, and from now on, I'm going to call them out in the night while making love to your father. When you've improved in every way, your nights will be silent again." The son, a young man with red hair in a green shirt, listens with a pained smile. Panel 2: The son asks, "Couldn't... couldn't you just ground me?" His mother flatly answers "No." He asks "Why not?" Panel 3: An extreme close-up of the mother's face, scowling, light reflecting off her glasses. Panel 4: Labeled "Soon...", the son sits on the edge of his bed at night, hands pressed over his ears in misery, as a loud off-panel voice booms in a yellow bubble: "Talking back! Oh yes! Talking back!" Votey: A bald man (the father) tells his son, "Sorry, son. I'm on your side, but this has been the best week of my life."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.