smell-this
Original: smell-this on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Child: Dad! Is this yogurt spoiled?
Dad: Let me smell it.
Panel 2:
Dad (sniffing the yogurt container): I have no idea what yogurt normally smells like.
Panel 3:
Child: Dad! I think I have a sore throat.
Dad: Let me see it.
Panel 4:
Dad: I have no idea what throats normally look like.
Panel 5:
Woman: Honey, does this water taste funny?
Dad: Let me taste it.
Panel 6:
Dad: I have no idea what water normally tastes like.
Panel 7:
Dad (clutching his head): My god... I don't know anything about anything! The more I understand a thing, the more unfamiliar it becomes!
Dad: What does that make me?!
Panel 8:
Dad: Honey, I think I'm having an existential crisis!
Woman: How exactly would you know?
Dad: AAAA AAAAAA AAA!
Votey:
A hand-drawn face is screaming, with the caption above it reading: IT SOUNDS LIKE THIS!
Child: Dad! Is this yogurt spoiled?
Dad: Let me smell it.
Panel 2:
Dad (sniffing the yogurt container): I have no idea what yogurt normally smells like.
Panel 3:
Child: Dad! I think I have a sore throat.
Dad: Let me see it.
Panel 4:
Dad: I have no idea what throats normally look like.
Panel 5:
Woman: Honey, does this water taste funny?
Dad: Let me taste it.
Panel 6:
Dad: I have no idea what water normally tastes like.
Panel 7:
Dad (clutching his head): My god... I don't know anything about anything! The more I understand a thing, the more unfamiliar it becomes!
Dad: What does that make me?!
Panel 8:
Dad: Honey, I think I'm having an existential crisis!
Woman: How exactly would you know?
Dad: AAAA AAAAAA AAA!
Votey:
A hand-drawn face is screaming, with the caption above it reading: IT SOUNDS LIKE THIS!
Alt text
An eight-panel SMBC comic. A child repeatedly asks a bespectacled dad to check things: is the yogurt spoiled ("Let me smell it"), does his sore throat look bad ("Let me see it"), and a woman asks if the water tastes funny ("Let me taste it"). Each time the dad responds that he has no idea what yogurt normally smells like, what throats normally look like, or what water normally tastes like. He then clutches his head and panics: "My god... I don't know anything about anything! The more I understand a thing, the more unfamiliar it becomes! What does that make me?!" He tells the woman he thinks he's having an existential crisis; she deadpans, "How exactly would you know?" while he screams "AAAA!" The votey (bonus panel) is a crude hand-drawn screaming face with the caption "IT SOUNDS LIKE THIS!" illustrating what his existential crisis sounds like.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.