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2012-10-22

Original: 2012-10-22 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

This is a wordless comic; the main strip contains no written text or dialogue.

Panel 1: A soldier in a helmet fires a pistol to the right, a muzzle flash bursting from the barrel against a red sky.

Panel 2: A second soldier (mustached, in a helmet) fires his pistol back to the left, another muzzle flash erupting, against a red sky.

Panel 3: The two bullets collide head-on in mid-air against a yellow background, meeting point to point with a burst of impact lines.

Panel 4: The first (clean-shaven) soldier looks to the right, somber, against a dark red background.

Panel 5: The second (mustached) soldier looks to the left, somber, against a dark red background.

Panel 6: A close view of two hands meeting, the tips of two bullets touching point-to-point between them against a dark background.

Panel 7: The two soldiers face each other against a blue background, looking at one another.

Panel 8: The two soldiers face each other against a purple background, leaning in closer.

Panel 9: Another close view of the two hands and the touching bullet tips against a dark red background.

Panel 10: The two soldiers clasp hands / grapple together against a red background in an intense, emotional pose.

Panel 11: The two soldiers face each other again against a yellow background, the mustached one looking angry.

Panel 12: A wide silhouetted shot of the two soldiers at a distance against a dark red dusk sky, firing pistols at each other again, muzzle flashes between them.

Votey: THE MORAL IS WAR SHOULD BE FOUGHT WITH LASERS.

Alt text

A tall, wordless SMBC comic. Two helmeted soldiers fire pistols at each other across bright, color-saturated panels (red, then yellow). Their two bullets collide point-to-point in mid-air. The soldiers then face each other in a series of dramatic, romantic-parody panels (blue and purple backgrounds), with extreme close-ups of the two bullet tips touching like a tender contact, building emotional intensity as the men clasp together. In the final wide panel they are silhouetted at dusk against a dark red sky, firing at each other once more. The votey image, a hand-lettered caption panel, reads: "THE MORAL IS WAR SHOULD BE FOUGHT WITH LASERS." The joke: the comic stages the clashing bullets as a melodramatic love story, then deflates it with the absurd takeaway that lasers would be better.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.