2011-09-20
Original: 2011-09-20 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Father: OKAY, SINCE IT'S THURSDAY NIGHT, YOUR MOTHER AND I HAVE TO GO KEEP THE WICKED QUEEN OF EVILBURG AT BAY. YOU MAY HEAR A LOT OF SCREAMING AND GROANING, BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, FOR SAFETY'S SAKE, STAY AWAY.
Panel 2:
Child: I THINK YOU AND MOMMY ARE HAVING SEX AND ARE UNCOMFORTABLE TALKING TO ME ABOUT IT.
Panel 3:
Father: IF WE WERE HAVING SEX, WHY WOULD I TRANSFORM MYSELF INTO A UNICORN FOR BATTLE?
Panel 4:
Child: I TAKE IT BACK.
Panel 5:
(The father stands in dim light wearing a pink unicorn horn strapped to his head, looking grim. No dialogue.)
Votey:
(A person lies in bed; a hand reaches in to touch their head where the unicorn horn would be.)
Voice: GO DAD GO!
Father: OKAY, SINCE IT'S THURSDAY NIGHT, YOUR MOTHER AND I HAVE TO GO KEEP THE WICKED QUEEN OF EVILBURG AT BAY. YOU MAY HEAR A LOT OF SCREAMING AND GROANING, BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, FOR SAFETY'S SAKE, STAY AWAY.
Panel 2:
Child: I THINK YOU AND MOMMY ARE HAVING SEX AND ARE UNCOMFORTABLE TALKING TO ME ABOUT IT.
Panel 3:
Father: IF WE WERE HAVING SEX, WHY WOULD I TRANSFORM MYSELF INTO A UNICORN FOR BATTLE?
Panel 4:
Child: I TAKE IT BACK.
Panel 5:
(The father stands in dim light wearing a pink unicorn horn strapped to his head, looking grim. No dialogue.)
Votey:
(A person lies in bed; a hand reaches in to touch their head where the unicorn horn would be.)
Voice: GO DAD GO!
Alt text
A five-panel comic. Panel 1: A balding man in a white tank top tells his child that since it's Thursday night, he and the child's mother have to go keep "the wicked Queen of Evilburg" at bay, warning the child may hear a lot of screaming and groaning but to stay away for safety's sake. Panel 2: The young child, in a star T-shirt, deadpans that he thinks the parents are just having sex and are uncomfortable talking about it. Panel 3: The father replies, "If we were having sex, why would I transform myself into a unicorn for battle?" Panel 4: The wide-eyed child says, "I take it back." Panel 5: The father stands in dim light wearing a floppy pink unicorn horn strapped to his head with a grim expression, implying the parents really do roleplay unicorn battles. Votey: In a rough black-and-white sketch, a person lies in bed reaching out to touch someone's head and cheers, "Go dad go!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.