final-exam-dram
Original: final-exam-dram on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1: A man with reddish-brown hair lies in bed, mouth wide open, screaming.
Man (screaming): AAAAA!
Panel 2: A dark-haired woman lying beside him reacts.
Woman: WHAT?
Panel 3: The man explains.
Man: I HAD A DREAM WHERE I HAD FINALS TOMORROW, BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN IN COLLEGE FOR 20 YEARS.
Panel 4: The woman responds sympathetically.
Woman: OH HA! I HAVE THAT NIGHTMARE TOO.
Panel 5: The man continues, smiling.
Man: NO, IT WAS A FANTASY. ALL THESE PEOPLE CARED ABOUT THE QUALITY OF MY WORK. EVERYTHING MATTERED SO MUCH.
Panel 6: The man finishes his thought.
Man: THEN I WOKE UP, TOOK A LOOK AT MY CURRENT LIFE, AND STARTED SCREAMING.
Panel 7: Both lie in bed in the dark.
Woman: YOU KNOW, THIS IS JUST A WEE BIT INSULTING.
Man: OH SURE, MAKE IT ALL ABOUT YOU.
Votey: An extreme close-up of the man's face, mouth open wide, screaming, with giant lettering above him.
Man: AAAAAA!
Man (screaming): AAAAA!
Panel 2: A dark-haired woman lying beside him reacts.
Woman: WHAT?
Panel 3: The man explains.
Man: I HAD A DREAM WHERE I HAD FINALS TOMORROW, BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN IN COLLEGE FOR 20 YEARS.
Panel 4: The woman responds sympathetically.
Woman: OH HA! I HAVE THAT NIGHTMARE TOO.
Panel 5: The man continues, smiling.
Man: NO, IT WAS A FANTASY. ALL THESE PEOPLE CARED ABOUT THE QUALITY OF MY WORK. EVERYTHING MATTERED SO MUCH.
Panel 6: The man finishes his thought.
Man: THEN I WOKE UP, TOOK A LOOK AT MY CURRENT LIFE, AND STARTED SCREAMING.
Panel 7: Both lie in bed in the dark.
Woman: YOU KNOW, THIS IS JUST A WEE BIT INSULTING.
Man: OH SURE, MAKE IT ALL ABOUT YOU.
Votey: An extreme close-up of the man's face, mouth open wide, screaming, with giant lettering above him.
Man: AAAAAA!
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. A red-haired man jolts awake in bed screaming 'AAAAA!' His dark-haired partner asks 'What?' He explains he dreamed he had college finals tomorrow despite not having been in college for 20 years. She sympathizes, saying she has that nightmare too. He corrects her: 'No, it was a fantasy. All these people cared about the quality of my work. Everything mattered so much.' He continues, smiling: 'Then I woke up, took a look at my current life, and started screaming.' In the final panel, lying in the dark, she says 'You know, this is just a wee bit insulting,' and he replies 'Oh sure, make it all about you.' Votey: an extreme close-up of the man's face, mouth stretched wide open, still screaming 'AAAAAA!'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.