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2013-08-19

Original: 2013-08-19 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Woman: Oh my god, an alien! Are you gonna anal probe me?

Panel 2:
Alien: What the... no. Why do you people always ask that?

Panel 3:
Woman: If you were the advanced civilization visiting us, you'd stick probes up our asses, wouldn't you?

Panel 4:
Alien: No. Maybe probably.
Alien: Where's your planet anyway?

Panel 5 (wide shot of a flying saucer hovering over Earth in space):
Alien: Nuke it. Nuke it from space.

Votey:
A close-up of an alien's face, looking off with a small bead of drool at its mouth.
Alien (thinking/speaking): Hold up... this isn't so bad...

Alt text

A five-panel SMBC comic. A red-haired woman meets a gray alien. Panel 1, woman: "Oh my god, an alien! Are you gonna anal probe me?" Panel 2, the alien looks annoyed: "What the... no. Why do you people always ask that?" Panel 3, woman: "If you were the advanced civilization visiting us, you'd stick probes up our asses, wouldn't you?" Panel 4, the alien hesitates: "No. Maybe probably." then "Where's your planet anyway?" Panel 5 shows a flying saucer hovering over the Earth in space as the alien decides: "Nuke it. Nuke it from space." The joke is that the woman's anal-probe assumption gives the alien the idea, then makes it conclude humanity should just be destroyed. Votey (aftercomic): an extreme close-up of the alien's face with a small bead of drool, reconsidering: "Hold up... this isn't so bad..."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.