if-i-were-gone
Original: if-i-were-gone on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman: Would you miss me if I were gone?
Man: Like... you died?
Panel 2:
Woman: Yeah.
Man: How'd you die?
Panel 3:
Woman: Does it matter?
Man: Yeah, big time.
Panel 4:
Woman: Suppose you died because you punched a pony in the face and got a blood infection!
Man: What am I to make of a man who gets in situations where the smart thing to do is punch a pony?!
Panel 5:
Woman: Okay, but suppose I just died okay? Ignore the context.
Man: You want me to just ignore the context
Panel 6:
Woman: You guys what did you do that was so bad that I can't even look into it?!
Panel 7:
Woman: Romance is dead.
Man: But, see, we know exactly how it died!
Votey:
Woman (drawn looking downcast/sad): Would... would you punch a pony for me?
Woman: Would you miss me if I were gone?
Man: Like... you died?
Panel 2:
Woman: Yeah.
Man: How'd you die?
Panel 3:
Woman: Does it matter?
Man: Yeah, big time.
Panel 4:
Woman: Suppose you died because you punched a pony in the face and got a blood infection!
Man: What am I to make of a man who gets in situations where the smart thing to do is punch a pony?!
Panel 5:
Woman: Okay, but suppose I just died okay? Ignore the context.
Man: You want me to just ignore the context
Panel 6:
Woman: You guys what did you do that was so bad that I can't even look into it?!
Panel 7:
Woman: Romance is dead.
Man: But, see, we know exactly how it died!
Votey:
Woman (drawn looking downcast/sad): Would... would you punch a pony for me?
Alt text
A six-panel comic depicting an argument between a woman (with reddish wavy hair) and a man. The woman asks, 'Would you miss me if I were gone?' The man asks, 'Like... you died? How'd you die?' She says, 'Does it matter?' and he insists, 'Yeah, big time.' She gives an absurd hypothetical: she died because he 'punched a pony in the face and got a blood infection.' He's baffled, asking what to make of a man who ends up in situations where punching a pony is the smart move. She pleads for him to 'just ignore the context,' growing frustrated as he refuses, demanding to know what he did that was so bad she 'can't even look into it.' Finally she declares, 'Romance is dead,' and he replies smugly, 'But, see, we know exactly how it died!' Votey (aftercomic): a hand-drawn close-up of the woman's face, eyes downcast and sad, with the handwritten caption, 'Would... would you punch a pony for me?'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.