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death-2

Original: death-2 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Man (sitting on a couch with a bowl of food): Listen Death, I don't mind you hanging out here. I just wish you didn't look so content.

Panel 2:
Death (a skeletal Grim Reaper holding a scythe): Try to imagine being me. You only want one thing, and you always get it if you're patient.

Panel 3:
Death: Imagine you know that every lover who left you will, in the fullness of time, come back. Every ambition will be achieved. Every little want will be fulfilled. And you only have to sit and wait.

Panel 4:
Man: That's the way the universe is set up for me.

Panel 5:
Death: Even angels experience torment. Heck, God himself has rough days. But ol' Death? I've got it made. The whole universe is geared toward my favorite thing!

Panel 6:
Man: But I thought the universe was designed with human life in mind.
Death: Boy you guys are in for a big surprise in about ten years.

Votey:
Narration (white text on black): In fairness, you could say the universe is "targeting" human life.
(Below: Death, the Grim Reaper, stands alone smiling on a black background.)

Alt text

A six-panel SMBC comic. A man sits on a couch holding a bowl beside Death, the Grim Reaper (a robed skeleton with a scythe). The man says he doesn't mind Death hanging out but wishes Death didn't look so content. Death explains that being him is great: he only wants one thing and always gets it if he's patient. Every lover who left will eventually come back, every ambition will be achieved, every want fulfilled, and he only has to sit and wait. The man remarks that's how the universe is set up for him too. Death says even angels feel torment and God has rough days, but he's got it made because the whole universe is geared toward his favorite thing. When the man protests that the universe was designed with human life in mind, Death replies, 'Boy you guys are in for a big surprise in about ten years.' Votey: white text on black reads, 'In fairness, you could say the universe is "targeting" human life,' with Death the Reaper standing alone and smiling.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.