2011-07-09
Original: 2011-07-09 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A dark, silhouetted figure (parent) sits in a chair, glowing with a faint outline, addressing another large clawed silhouette. On a table sits an open takeout-style container holding what looks like a smiling, glowing universe.
Parent (in speech balloon): "BOBBY, MY GOODNESS! THIS UNIVERSE HAS BEEN LEFT OUT SO LONG THERE ARE *BRAINS* GROWING IN IT! CLEAN IT OUT!"
Caption (below panel): "Fortunately, humans will never know why the Universe ended."
Votey:
A close-up of the large clawed silhouette (Bobby) in a roughly sketched panel.
Parent (in speech balloon, continuing): "AND DECREASE THE ENTROPY OF YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!"
A dark, silhouetted figure (parent) sits in a chair, glowing with a faint outline, addressing another large clawed silhouette. On a table sits an open takeout-style container holding what looks like a smiling, glowing universe.
Parent (in speech balloon): "BOBBY, MY GOODNESS! THIS UNIVERSE HAS BEEN LEFT OUT SO LONG THERE ARE *BRAINS* GROWING IN IT! CLEAN IT OUT!"
Caption (below panel): "Fortunately, humans will never know why the Universe ended."
Votey:
A close-up of the large clawed silhouette (Bobby) in a roughly sketched panel.
Parent (in speech balloon, continuing): "AND DECREASE THE ENTROPY OF YOUR ROOM THIS INSTANT!"
Alt text
A dark room rendered mostly in silhouette. A glowing, hand-shaped figure (a parent) sits in a chair scolding a larger clawed silhouette named Bobby. On a table sits an open takeout container holding a small smiling 'universe.' The parent says, 'Bobby, my goodness! This universe has been left out so long there are BRAINS growing in it! Clean it out!' A caption reads: 'Fortunately, humans will never know why the Universe ended.' The joke is that our universe is just leftover food going bad in some cosmic being's room, and humanity (the 'brains' growing in it) is the mold being told to clean up. Votey: a rough close-up of the clawed figure Bobby as the parent adds, 'And decrease the entropy of your room this instant!' — a physics pun, since lowering entropy is thermodynamically impossible.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.