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2013-02-21

Original: 2013-02-21 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1: A muscular, blond-haired man (the "god of sex") stands shirtless, smiling, while a dark-haired woman watches from the right.
Man: "I AM THE GOD OF SEX. I HAVE RETURNED AFTER CENTURIES OF SLUMBER TO PLEASE ONE LUCKY WOMAN."

Panel 2: The woman grins widely (left). The man snaps his fingers.
Man: "ANNNND, THERE WE ARE. YOU'RE PREGNANT WITH HEALTHY TWINS, AND NO NEED FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS."
Sound effect by his snapping hand: ">snap!<"

Panel 3: The man lounges in a dim room looking pleased with himself. The woman stands at a distance, looking unimpressed and slightly dismayed.
(No dialogue.)

Panel 4: The woman speaks to the man.
Woman: "YOU HAVEN'T UPDATED YOUR SEX TECHNIQUE SINCE THE VICTORIAN ERA, HAVE YOU?"
Man: "LOVE DON'T CHANGE, BABY."

Votey:
A crude hand-drawn sketch of the same two figures.
Woman: "TAKE OFF THE TOP HAT"
Man: "LOVE DON'T CHANGE BABY"

Alt text

A four-panel comic. Panel 1: a muscular, smiling blond man, shirtless, declares to a dark-haired woman, "I am the god of sex. I have returned after centuries of slumber to please one lucky woman." Panel 2: the woman grins eagerly while the man snaps his fingers ("snap!") and says, "Annnnd, there we are. You're pregnant with healthy twins, and no need for sexual congress." Panel 3: the man reclines smugly in a dim room while the woman stands apart looking unimpressed and let down. Panel 4: the woman asks, "You haven't updated your sex technique since the Victorian era, have you?" The man replies, "Love don't change, baby." The joke: his idea of pleasing a woman is instant pregnancy with no actual sex, an outdated Victorian notion of what women want. Votey (bonus panel): a crude scribbled drawing of the two figures; the woman says "Take off the top hat," and the man again replies, "Love don't change baby" — implying he is still wearing Victorian formal attire.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.