2013-01-30
Original: 2013-01-30 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Bearded man (panhandler): SPARE CHANGE, MA'AM?
Panel 2:
Older woman (off-panel, to the man): ARE YOU JUST GOING TO SPEND IT ON ALCOHOL?
Bearded man (smiling): YES, MA'AM!
Panel 3:
Older woman (annoyed): THEN FORGET IT!
Panel 4:
A red-haired woman in a lab coat, standing in a laboratory beside a test tube rack and a piece of lab equipment, speaking to the bearded man (now seen from behind):
Red-haired scientist: LOOKS LIKE WE CAN'T RUN THE ETHANOL DNA PRECIPITATION TODAY.
Red-haired scientist: STUPID BUDGET CUTS.
Votey:
Large hand-drawn text on a yellow banner, surrounded by colorful stars: HEYOOOOOOO!
Bearded man (panhandler): SPARE CHANGE, MA'AM?
Panel 2:
Older woman (off-panel, to the man): ARE YOU JUST GOING TO SPEND IT ON ALCOHOL?
Bearded man (smiling): YES, MA'AM!
Panel 3:
Older woman (annoyed): THEN FORGET IT!
Panel 4:
A red-haired woman in a lab coat, standing in a laboratory beside a test tube rack and a piece of lab equipment, speaking to the bearded man (now seen from behind):
Red-haired scientist: LOOKS LIKE WE CAN'T RUN THE ETHANOL DNA PRECIPITATION TODAY.
Red-haired scientist: STUPID BUDGET CUTS.
Votey:
Large hand-drawn text on a yellow banner, surrounded by colorful stars: HEYOOOOOOO!
Alt text
A four-panel comic. Panel 1: a smiling bearded man asks an off-panel woman, "Spare change, ma'am?" Panel 2: a stern older woman with glasses asks, "Are you just going to spend it on alcohol?" and the cheerful bearded man answers, "Yes, ma'am!" Panel 3: the irritated woman snaps, "Then forget it!" Panel 4 reveals the twist: the bearded man is actually a lab worker, shown from behind in a laboratory. A red-haired scientist in a lab coat, standing by a test tube rack, tells him, "Looks like we can't run the ethanol DNA precipitation today. Stupid budget cuts." The joke: he wasn't a panhandler begging for booze money but a scientist who genuinely needed the alcohol (ethanol) for lab work. Votey: a big hand-lettered yellow banner reading "HEYOOOOOOO!" framed by bright stars, the classic groan-worthy pun-reveal flourish.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.