tusklessness
Original: tusklessness on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1: A child rides on horseback behind an adult (the child's parent), both on a single horse in a field.
Child: Dad, elephants have been hunted by humans for ivory a lot lately. As a result, smaller and smaller tusks have been selected for.
Panel 2 (inset on the same scene): If this trend continues, one day all elephants will be tuskless!
Panel 3: The horse turns its head back toward the riders, speaking.
Horse: What's your point?
Panel 4: The child gestures.
Child: Well... what if people used to hunt unicorns for their horns?
Panel 5: Close on the horse's face.
Horse: That means there's an entire race of sapient animals with reason to hate us, who are patiently serving us as we breed them in ever-greater numbers.
Panel 6: The child, surprised.
Child: Uh huh
Panel 7: Close on the horse, ominous.
Horse: The little one is on to us.
Panel 8: The dad, alarmed.
Dad: No one will believe her.
Votey:
Close-up profile of a horse's head with a caption above it.
Caption: People who can't draw horses will be first
Child: Dad, elephants have been hunted by humans for ivory a lot lately. As a result, smaller and smaller tusks have been selected for.
Panel 2 (inset on the same scene): If this trend continues, one day all elephants will be tuskless!
Panel 3: The horse turns its head back toward the riders, speaking.
Horse: What's your point?
Panel 4: The child gestures.
Child: Well... what if people used to hunt unicorns for their horns?
Panel 5: Close on the horse's face.
Horse: That means there's an entire race of sapient animals with reason to hate us, who are patiently serving us as we breed them in ever-greater numbers.
Panel 6: The child, surprised.
Child: Uh huh
Panel 7: Close on the horse, ominous.
Horse: The little one is on to us.
Panel 8: The dad, alarmed.
Dad: No one will believe her.
Votey:
Close-up profile of a horse's head with a caption above it.
Caption: People who can't draw horses will be first
Alt text
An eight-panel SMBC comic. A child rides behind their dad on a single horse in a field. The child explains that because humans hunt elephants for ivory, smaller tusks are being selected for, and one day elephants may be tuskless. The horse turns its head and asks, 'What's your point?' The child wonders: what if people used to hunt unicorns for their horns? The horse replies that this would mean there's an entire race of sapient animals with reason to hate humans, who are patiently serving us while we breed them in ever-greater numbers. The child says 'Uh huh.' The horse, now ominous, says 'The little one is on to us.' The dad, alarmed, replies, 'No one will believe her.' The joke is that horses are secretly sapient descendants of hunted unicorns, biding their time. Votey: a close-up profile drawing of a horse's head with the caption 'People who can't draw horses will be first' — implying the horses' revenge will start with people who draw them badly.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.