awkwardness
Original: awkwardness on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman (panicking): SHIT SHIT SHIT! I SENT A SEXY EMAIL TO THE WRONG ADDRESS!
Woman (continuing, distraught): AAAAH! AND IT WENT TO MY EX!
Panel 2:
Woman (calmer): WELL, I COULD JUST BE AN ADULT ABOUT THIS.
Woman (reconsidering): OR...
Panel 3:
A man at a desk (cryonics representative): MA'AM, WE CAN'T CRYOGENICALLY FREEZE YOUR BODY UNTIL... THINGS STOP BEING AWKWARD.
Woman: HOW ABOUT JUST THE HEAD?
Votey:
A brain floating in a glass jar/container.
Thought bubble from the brain: WORTH IT!
Woman (panicking): SHIT SHIT SHIT! I SENT A SEXY EMAIL TO THE WRONG ADDRESS!
Woman (continuing, distraught): AAAAH! AND IT WENT TO MY EX!
Panel 2:
Woman (calmer): WELL, I COULD JUST BE AN ADULT ABOUT THIS.
Woman (reconsidering): OR...
Panel 3:
A man at a desk (cryonics representative): MA'AM, WE CAN'T CRYOGENICALLY FREEZE YOUR BODY UNTIL... THINGS STOP BEING AWKWARD.
Woman: HOW ABOUT JUST THE HEAD?
Votey:
A brain floating in a glass jar/container.
Thought bubble from the brain: WORTH IT!
Alt text
A three-panel comic. Panel 1: A frantic woman with brown hair clutches her face, shouting "Shit shit shit! I sent a sexy email to the wrong address!" and then "Aaaah! And it went to my ex!" Panel 2: The same woman, now composed, says "Well, I could just be an adult about this." Then, with a sly look, "Or..." Panel 3: She sits across a desk from a man (a cryonics representative) who says, "Ma'am, we can't cryogenically freeze your body until... things stop being awkward." She replies, "How about just the head?" The joke: rather than face the embarrassment of a misdirected email, she would rather be frozen in cryostasis. Votey (aftercomic): A single brain floating in a clear glass jar of liquid, with a thought bubble reading "Worth it!" implying she went through with freezing just her brain and considers escaping the awkwardness well worth it.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.