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Original: enhancement on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Man (flame-like red hair): I'm thinking of going in for penis enhancement surgery.
Woman (dark hair): Why?

Panel 2:
Woman: You're a perfectly fine size! Why not just ACCEPT yourself? Love your body. Nobody is perfect, but are we so vain that we would mutilate what our moms gave us, just for a BIGGER organ?

Panel 3:
Man: Actually, I was going to get it shortened, widened, and able to vibrate on command.

Panel 4:
Woman: GET YOUR CLOTHES ON LET'S GO I'M CALLING AN AMBULANCE
Man (smaller, reluctant): I was gonna thank Adam.

Votey:
A face (likely the woman) holds a phone to her ear.
Speech bubble: Hello, 911?

Alt text

A four-panel comic. Panel 1: A red-haired man tells a dark-haired woman, "I'm thinking of going in for penis enhancement surgery." She asks, "Why?" Panel 2: The woman delivers an impassioned body-positivity speech: "You're a perfectly fine size! Why not just ACCEPT yourself? Love your body. Nobody is perfect, but are we so vain that we would mutilate what our moms gave us, just for a BIGGER organ?" Panel 3: The man clarifies, "Actually, I was going to get it shortened, widened, and able to vibrate on command." Panel 4: The woman, now alarmed, shouts, "GET YOUR CLOTHES ON LET'S GO I'M CALLING AN AMBULANCE," while the shrinking man weakly protests, "I was gonna thank Adam." The joke flips from a sex-enhancement assumption to bizarre, alarming body modifications. Votey aftercomic: a hand-drawn face holds a phone to its ear, saying "Hello, 911?"

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.