your-wish
Original: your-wish on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Genie (green character): What is your wish?
Man: I would like to be able to see my existence as a small thread in the larger weave of reality.
Panel 2:
Man: I want the ability to consider my entire life the way I consider other people's lives - perhaps good, perhaps bad, but settled and at peace.
Genie: You sure you don't want gold and sex?
Panel 3:
Man: ... I was under the impression that I get three wishes?
Genie: No, just one.
Panel 4 (man alone, resigned):
Man: Golden sexboy please.
Votey:
The genie's face, grinning malevolently: I will love her, then melt her
Genie (green character): What is your wish?
Man: I would like to be able to see my existence as a small thread in the larger weave of reality.
Panel 2:
Man: I want the ability to consider my entire life the way I consider other people's lives - perhaps good, perhaps bad, but settled and at peace.
Genie: You sure you don't want gold and sex?
Panel 3:
Man: ... I was under the impression that I get three wishes?
Genie: No, just one.
Panel 4 (man alone, resigned):
Man: Golden sexboy please.
Votey:
The genie's face, grinning malevolently: I will love her, then melt her
Alt text
A four-panel comic about a wish. A man speaks with a green genie. Panel 1 - Genie: "What is your wish?" Man: "I would like to be able to see my existence as a small thread in the larger weave of reality." Panel 2 - Man: "I want the ability to consider my entire life the way I consider other people's lives - perhaps good, perhaps bad, but settled and at peace." Genie: "You sure you don't want gold and sex?" Panel 3 - Man: "...I was under the impression that I get three wishes?" Genie: "No, just one." Panel 4 - The man, alone and resigned, says: "Golden sexboy please." The joke: offered profound enlightenment versus crude pleasures and only one wish, he caves to gold-and-sex. Votey aftercomic: a close-up of the green genie's face grinning with a wide, jagged-toothed leer, saying "I will love her, then melt her" - implying the genie's own sinister intentions toward a 'golden sexboy' creation.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.