vrrrr
Original: vrrrr on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (caption): 40 MILLION YEARS AGO.
A snarling orange cat lunges at a gray cat.
Gray cat: VRRRRRRRRRR!!!
Panel 2: The orange cat and gray cat face off, hackles raised.
Panel 3: A close-up of the snarling gray cat, teeth bared.
Panel 4: A heroic gray cat (with a scar/wound on its forehead and a red scarf or blood at its neck) stands before two orange cats, with a battlefield horizon behind them.
Gray cat: THERE. THAT'S THE LAST OF THEM. TEN THOUSAND GENERATIONS OF WARFARE, BUT WE HAVE AT LAST EXTINGUISHED THEIR KIND.
Panel 5 (caption): LATER...
A man in a sweater vest pushes a vacuum cleaner across a living room.
Man: I WONDER WHY THEY'RE SO SCARED BY A LITTLE VACUUM...
Panel 6: A gray cat peeks fearfully over the back of an orange couch, sweating, while an orange cat in the foreground bares its teeth in terror. A vacuum on the floor goes "V-R-R-R".
Votey:
Handwritten list titled "THINGS I CAN'T DRAW:"
A CAT
TWO CATS
THREE CATS
A snarling orange cat lunges at a gray cat.
Gray cat: VRRRRRRRRRR!!!
Panel 2: The orange cat and gray cat face off, hackles raised.
Panel 3: A close-up of the snarling gray cat, teeth bared.
Panel 4: A heroic gray cat (with a scar/wound on its forehead and a red scarf or blood at its neck) stands before two orange cats, with a battlefield horizon behind them.
Gray cat: THERE. THAT'S THE LAST OF THEM. TEN THOUSAND GENERATIONS OF WARFARE, BUT WE HAVE AT LAST EXTINGUISHED THEIR KIND.
Panel 5 (caption): LATER...
A man in a sweater vest pushes a vacuum cleaner across a living room.
Man: I WONDER WHY THEY'RE SO SCARED BY A LITTLE VACUUM...
Panel 6: A gray cat peeks fearfully over the back of an orange couch, sweating, while an orange cat in the foreground bares its teeth in terror. A vacuum on the floor goes "V-R-R-R".
Votey:
Handwritten list titled "THINGS I CAN'T DRAW:"
A CAT
TWO CATS
THREE CATS
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. Caption: "40 million years ago." A snarling orange cat lunges at a gray cat that screams "VRRRRRRRRRR!!!" The two cats battle across the next panels. In a heroic pose, a battle-scarred gray cat stands over a desolate horizon before two orange cats and declares: "There. That's the last of them. Ten thousand generations of warfare, but we have at last extinguished their kind." Caption: "Later..." A man in a sweater vest pushes a vacuum cleaner and muses, "I wonder why they're so scared by a little vacuum..." The final panel shows the cats terrified of the vacuum (which growls "V-R-R-R"), revealing the ancient enemy they fought to extinction was the vacuum's roaring sound. Votey: a handwritten list reads "Things I can't draw: a cat, two cats, three cats."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.