your-favorite
Original: your-favorite on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Child (boy): WHICH OF US IS YOUR FAVORITE?
Woman (mother): I DON'T HAVE A FAVORITE.
Panel 2:
Mother: I THOUGHT BOBBY WAS MY FAVORITE FOR A WHILE, BUT THE GLAMOR CAME OFF THAT AFTER HE STRUCK OUT IN T-BALL. IN T-BALL, BOBBY. THE BALL IS JUST SITTING!
Panel 3:
Mother: AFTER THAT, I THOUGHT SALLY WAS MY FAVORITE FOR A WHILE, BUT SHE'S FOUR AND STILL CAN'T PRONOUNCE "YELLOW." IT'S YELLOW, SALLY. NOT YEAH-WHOA. LLLLLL. ELLLLLLL.
Panel 4:
(The two children stand together, looking up; a lightning-bolt-like shape appears behind the mother.)
Panel 5:
Boy: DADDY IS OUR FAVORITE.
Mother: BUT HE'S NOT TRYING TO FIX YOU!
Votey:
The mother's face, scowling intently.
Mother: I'LL FIX HIM
Child (boy): WHICH OF US IS YOUR FAVORITE?
Woman (mother): I DON'T HAVE A FAVORITE.
Panel 2:
Mother: I THOUGHT BOBBY WAS MY FAVORITE FOR A WHILE, BUT THE GLAMOR CAME OFF THAT AFTER HE STRUCK OUT IN T-BALL. IN T-BALL, BOBBY. THE BALL IS JUST SITTING!
Panel 3:
Mother: AFTER THAT, I THOUGHT SALLY WAS MY FAVORITE FOR A WHILE, BUT SHE'S FOUR AND STILL CAN'T PRONOUNCE "YELLOW." IT'S YELLOW, SALLY. NOT YEAH-WHOA. LLLLLL. ELLLLLLL.
Panel 4:
(The two children stand together, looking up; a lightning-bolt-like shape appears behind the mother.)
Panel 5:
Boy: DADDY IS OUR FAVORITE.
Mother: BUT HE'S NOT TRYING TO FIX YOU!
Votey:
The mother's face, scowling intently.
Mother: I'LL FIX HIM
Alt text
A five-panel SMBC comic. A young boy asks his mother, "Which of us is your favorite?" She replies, "I don't have a favorite." She then explains in two panels: "I thought Bobby was my favorite for a while, but the glamor came off that after he struck out in T-ball. In T-ball, Bobby. The ball is just sitting!" and "After that, I thought Sally was my favorite for a while, but she's four and still can't pronounce 'yellow.' It's yellow, Sally. Not yeah-whoa. Llllll. Elllllll." The two unimpressed children look up at her, and the boy declares, "Daddy is our favorite." The mother, scowling, snaps back, "But he's not trying to fix you!" Votey: a close-up of the mother's angry, determined face as she mutters, "I'll fix him."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.