dont-look
Original: dont-look on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (thinking): KEEP YOUR EYES ON HER EYES.
Panel 2:
Man (thinking): DON'T LOOK DOWN. DO NOT LOOK DOWN.
Panel 3:
Man (thinking): FOCUS ON THE CONVERSATION AND BY GOD DO NOT LOOK DOWN!
Panel 4:
Man (shouting): AAAAH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!
Panel 5:
Man (shouting): WHY IS THE NEW STAR WARS TRAILER PLAYING ON YOUR BOOBS?!
Panel 6:
Woman (deadpan): BECAUSE THIS IS A TEST AND YOU HAVE FAILED.
Votey:
A man with a speech bubble: Sorry what? I zoned out for a second.
Man (thinking): KEEP YOUR EYES ON HER EYES.
Panel 2:
Man (thinking): DON'T LOOK DOWN. DO NOT LOOK DOWN.
Panel 3:
Man (thinking): FOCUS ON THE CONVERSATION AND BY GOD DO NOT LOOK DOWN!
Panel 4:
Man (shouting): AAAAH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!
Panel 5:
Man (shouting): WHY IS THE NEW STAR WARS TRAILER PLAYING ON YOUR BOOBS?!
Panel 6:
Woman (deadpan): BECAUSE THIS IS A TEST AND YOU HAVE FAILED.
Votey:
A man with a speech bubble: Sorry what? I zoned out for a second.
Alt text
A six-panel comic. A dark-haired man struggles internally not to look down while talking to a red-haired woman. Panel 1, he thinks, "Keep your eyes on her eyes." Panel 2, sweating, he thinks, "Don't look down. DO NOT look down." Panel 3, straining, he thinks, "Focus on the conversation and by God do not look down!" Panel 4, he cracks and shouts, "Aaaah! I can't take it any more!" Panel 5, he yells, "Why is the new Star Wars trailer playing on your boobs?!" Panel 6, the woman replies flatly, "Because this is a test and you have failed." In the votey aftercomic, a roughly sketched man's face says, "Sorry what? I zoned out for a second."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.