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Original: back on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Young man (to the older bearded man): Well, I'm back, DAD.
Panel 2:
Young man: All those years you said I'd never amount to anything, well look at me now!
Panel 3:
Young man: Due to your constant discouragement and general lack of support, I have in fact accomplished very little.
Panel 4:
Young man: So, I guess what I want to say is... way to bullseye that prediction.
Older bearded man: I've waited so long for this moment.
Votey:
Older bearded man (thought or speech): You're great at doing it great, but whatever.
(The young man stands facing the older man, who is smiling/relieved.)
Young man (to the older bearded man): Well, I'm back, DAD.
Panel 2:
Young man: All those years you said I'd never amount to anything, well look at me now!
Panel 3:
Young man: Due to your constant discouragement and general lack of support, I have in fact accomplished very little.
Panel 4:
Young man: So, I guess what I want to say is... way to bullseye that prediction.
Older bearded man: I've waited so long for this moment.
Votey:
Older bearded man (thought or speech): You're great at doing it great, but whatever.
(The young man stands facing the older man, who is smiling/relieved.)
Alt text
A four-panel SMBC comic. A young man with brown hair and a small beard returns to his elderly, balding, white-bearded, glasses-wearing father. Panel 1: 'Well, I'm back, DAD.' Panel 2 (close-up of the son looking indignant): 'All those years you said I'd never amount to anything, well look at me now!' Panel 3: 'Due to your constant discouragement and general lack of support, I have in fact accomplished very little.' Panel 4, the son gesturing: 'So, I guess what I want to say is... way to bullseye that prediction.' The smiling father replies: 'I've waited so long for this moment.' The joke: the son returns to confront his dad but admits the dad's low expectations were accurate, and the dad is delighted to have been proven right. Votey (bonus panel): The father, now smiling warmly at his son, says 'You're great at doing it great, but whatever' — a garbled non-compliment, underscoring that even his praise is dismissive.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.