dad-jokes
Original: dad-jokes on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (telling a joke): So I said... two GOOGS don't make a right!
Woman (laughing): HAHAHAHA!
Panel 2:
Man (annoyed, glaring): Stop that! Why are you laughing?
Panel 3:
Woman: But they aren't puns, please.
Panel 4:
Man: Surely you know how much happiness puns bring me.
Panel 5:
Man (smiling): Don't call me Shirley.
Panel 6:
Woman (exasperated, eyes closed): HAHAHA! Another great matter brilliant play on words!
Panel 7:
Man: ARRGH! No! Please. Earnest appreciation is my weakness. Please. Please roll your eyes.
Panel 8:
Woman (delighted, leaning in close): But it's so funny! So funny I'm DYING.
Panel 9:
Man: Hi. I'm dying.
Panel 10:
Woman: I'm dad.
Votey:
Text (in stylized hand-lettering): Hey, I'm pundead!
(A grinning man's face leans in, eyes half-closed, looking smug/dead-inside.)
Man (telling a joke): So I said... two GOOGS don't make a right!
Woman (laughing): HAHAHAHA!
Panel 2:
Man (annoyed, glaring): Stop that! Why are you laughing?
Panel 3:
Woman: But they aren't puns, please.
Panel 4:
Man: Surely you know how much happiness puns bring me.
Panel 5:
Man (smiling): Don't call me Shirley.
Panel 6:
Woman (exasperated, eyes closed): HAHAHA! Another great matter brilliant play on words!
Panel 7:
Man: ARRGH! No! Please. Earnest appreciation is my weakness. Please. Please roll your eyes.
Panel 8:
Woman (delighted, leaning in close): But it's so funny! So funny I'm DYING.
Panel 9:
Man: Hi. I'm dying.
Panel 10:
Woman: I'm dad.
Votey:
Text (in stylized hand-lettering): Hey, I'm pundead!
(A grinning man's face leans in, eyes half-closed, looking smug/dead-inside.)
Alt text
A ten-panel SMBC comic. A man with dark hair tells a woman a pun: "So I said... two GOOGS don't make a right!" She bursts out laughing. He glares and snaps, "Stop that! Why are you laughing?" She protests, "But they aren't puns, please." He replies, "Surely you know how much happiness puns bring me." Then he smirks: "Don't call me Shirley." She laughs again at his wordplay. The man recoils in agony: "ARRGH! No! Please. Earnest appreciation is my weakness. Please. Please roll your eyes." She leans in close, thrilled: "But it's so funny! So funny I'm DYING." He deadpans the dad-joke formula in reverse: "Hi. I'm dying." She answers, "I'm dad." The joke is that genuine laughter, rather than groans, is torture to a punster, and the classic "Hi hungry, I'm dad" dad-joke is inverted into a death gag. Votey: a grinning, glassy-eyed man's face leans in beside stylized hand-lettering reading "Hey, I'm pundead!" — a pun on "undead."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.