2012-04-17
Original: 2012-04-17 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man with dark hair (distressed): Ugh. I can't get a woman to sleep with me on account of my... problem.
Man with glasses: You should go to a homeopathy store.
Panel 2:
Man with dark hair: The what?
Man with glasses: Homeopathy. The belief that things are more and more powerful at smaller and smaller concentration.
Panel 3 (left, silent close-up): The man with dark hair stares blankly, deadpan.
Panel 4 (right, in a store with shelving and several shoppers): The man with dark hair stands on an elevated platform with his arms raised triumphantly.
Man with dark hair: Ladies! I have a tiny penis!
Votey:
Before you email me to say "There's no such thing as concentration of penis," my units are cubic wang-meters per cubic crotch-meters.
Man with dark hair (distressed): Ugh. I can't get a woman to sleep with me on account of my... problem.
Man with glasses: You should go to a homeopathy store.
Panel 2:
Man with dark hair: The what?
Man with glasses: Homeopathy. The belief that things are more and more powerful at smaller and smaller concentration.
Panel 3 (left, silent close-up): The man with dark hair stares blankly, deadpan.
Panel 4 (right, in a store with shelving and several shoppers): The man with dark hair stands on an elevated platform with his arms raised triumphantly.
Man with dark hair: Ladies! I have a tiny penis!
Votey:
Before you email me to say "There's no such thing as concentration of penis," my units are cubic wang-meters per cubic crotch-meters.
Alt text
A four-panel comic. Panel 1: A distressed dark-haired man tells a man with glasses, "Ugh. I can't get a woman to sleep with me on account of my... problem." The man with glasses replies, "You should go to a homeopathy store." Panel 2: The dark-haired man asks "The what?" The man with glasses explains, "Homeopathy. The belief that things are more and more powerful at smaller and smaller concentration." Panel 3: A silent close-up of the dark-haired man staring blankly as he processes this. Panel 4: Inside a store with shelves and shoppers, the dark-haired man stands triumphantly on a raised platform with arms outstretched, proclaiming, "Ladies! I have a tiny penis!" The joke: he applies homeopathy's logic (smaller = more powerful) to his anatomical insecurity and now advertises it as a virtue. Votey caption: "Before you email me to say 'There's no such thing as concentration of penis,' my units are cubic wang-meters per cubic crotch-meters."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.