2013-12-23
Original: 2013-12-23 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman: Oh, damn, sorry.
Man: What?
Woman: I just eroticized your arm. In my mind.
Panel 2:
Woman: Your forearms have androgenic hair, which is a post-pubertal characteristic. It's legitimate for me to find them sexually attractive.
Man: Um.
Panel 3:
Woman: Do you mind covering them? It's really distracting.
Man: What? That's your problem, not mine!
Panel 4:
Man: My eyes are up here.
Woman: Look, stop flaunting it. Have a little class.
Votey:
Caption (shouting): Security? We've got a flasher.
Woman: Oh, damn, sorry.
Man: What?
Woman: I just eroticized your arm. In my mind.
Panel 2:
Woman: Your forearms have androgenic hair, which is a post-pubertal characteristic. It's legitimate for me to find them sexually attractive.
Man: Um.
Panel 3:
Woman: Do you mind covering them? It's really distracting.
Man: What? That's your problem, not mine!
Panel 4:
Man: My eyes are up here.
Woman: Look, stop flaunting it. Have a little class.
Votey:
Caption (shouting): Security? We've got a flasher.
Alt text
A four-panel comic. A man with reddish hair talks with a woman. Panel 1: The woman says "Oh, damn, sorry," and when the man asks "What?" she explains, "I just eroticized your arm. In my mind." Panel 2: She continues, "Your forearms have androgenic hair, which is a post-pubertal characteristic. It's legitimate for me to find them sexually attractive." The man uneasily says "Um." Panel 3: She asks, "Do you mind covering them? It's really distracting," and the man protests, "What? That's your problem, not mine!" Panel 4: Mocking the classic catcalling line, the man says "My eyes are up here" while the woman retorts, "Look, stop flaunting it. Have a little class." The gag inverts street-harassment dynamics by having the woman objectify the man's bare forearms. Votey: A roughly drawn close-up of a face yelling into the distance, "Security? We've got a flasher."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.