teleportation
Original: teleportation on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man in lab coat wearing a teleportation visor over his eyes: I'm testing a new compact teleportation device.
Panel 2:
Man (continuing): You have only to raise it to your face to be instantaneously transported to the alley behind Taco Bell.
Panel 3:
Woman (named Bob's wife/partner, addressing him): Bob, you're not even a scientist. I want a divorce.
Man, raising the device to his face: *blip blip blip*
Panel 4:
The man lies sprawled on the ground in a dark alley, having teleported away, still holding the device.
Man: Phew. Close one.
Votey:
A closeup of an older woman with glasses and dark hair, looking nauseated/queasy.
Woman: Teleportation is nauseating.
Man in lab coat wearing a teleportation visor over his eyes: I'm testing a new compact teleportation device.
Panel 2:
Man (continuing): You have only to raise it to your face to be instantaneously transported to the alley behind Taco Bell.
Panel 3:
Woman (named Bob's wife/partner, addressing him): Bob, you're not even a scientist. I want a divorce.
Man, raising the device to his face: *blip blip blip*
Panel 4:
The man lies sprawled on the ground in a dark alley, having teleported away, still holding the device.
Man: Phew. Close one.
Votey:
A closeup of an older woman with glasses and dark hair, looking nauseated/queasy.
Woman: Teleportation is nauseating.
Alt text
A four-panel SMBC comic. In the first panel, a man wearing a white lab coat and a strange visor over his eyes holds up a device and says, "I'm testing a new compact teleportation device." In the second panel he continues, "You have only to raise it to your face to be instantaneously transported to the alley behind Taco Bell." In the third panel, a blonde woman replies flatly, "Bob, you're not even a scientist. I want a divorce." As she speaks, the man raises the device to his face, which makes a "blip blip blip" sound. In the fourth panel, the man has teleported and now lies sprawled on the ground in a dark alley, still gripping the device, saying, "Phew. Close one." The joke: he uses the teleporter to escape his wife announcing a divorce rather than for any scientific purpose. Votey (bonus panel): a close-up of an older woman with glasses looking sick to her stomach, with the caption "Teleportation is nauseating."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.