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the-shire

Original: the-shire on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Father (proudly): I really enmeshed in a full-sized hobbit house. Just like in 'The Books'! So ready! Look around!
Child: Daddy, I don't like hobbits.

Panel 2:
Father: Look, I even get rounded windows into the wall and there's a working fireplace and wee little pots and pans!
Child: Daddy I don't like these books. I like ponies.

Panel 3:
Father: Look on the hearth! There's the One Ring! But 'tis of no power--
Child: Daddy, I don't want to live in a hobbit hole. Daddy?

Panel 4:
Father (gripping child): No I mean who told you you like ponies. Who told you. Who told you in your voice?

Panel 5 (child alone, child now standing in front of the small house):
Child: You built a playhouse for me.

Panel 6 (father, distressed):
Father: Can I use your college fund to technically make us co-owners?

Caption beneath the comic: This bonus comic is thanks to 1000ish KICKSTARTERS. CLICK FOR MORE INFO.

Votey:
A father figure (drawn rough, sketchy lines on the left) leans over a small house, saying: I'm gonna put a bunch of CS Lewis stuff in here.
The child (face at lower right) replies in a speech bubble: Swine!

Alt text

A six-panel SMBC comic. A father has built an elaborate full-size hobbit house for his child, modeled on Tolkien's books, complete with round windows, a working fireplace, tiny pots and pans, and even a (powerless) One Ring on the hearth. He proudly shows it off panel by panel, but the child keeps flatly objecting: 'Daddy, I don't like hobbits... I like ponies... I don't want to live in a hobbit hole.' In the fourth panel the father suddenly grabs the child and demands obsessively, 'Who told you you like ponies. Who told you. Who told you in your voice?' The child observes that he built a playhouse for them, and the father, now anxious, asks if he can use the child's college fund to 'technically make us co-owners.' A caption notes this is a bonus comic thanks to Kickstarter backers. Votey: a rough sketch of the father leaning over the little house saying 'I'm gonna put a bunch of CS Lewis stuff in here,' and the child snaps back in a speech bubble, 'Swine!'

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.