cute
Original: cute on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman scientist (in lab coat, dark hair, glasses): For millennia, humanity has suffered from precious cute puppy eyes!
Panel 2:
Woman scientist: Look at these! They reflect artificial selection, not the internal mood of the dog.
(A small dog sits nearby.)
Panel 3:
Woman scientist (holding a remote/device): To fight back, I've created these brain-scanning eyebrows which actuate to reflect the dog's mental state.
Panel 4:
Close-up of the dog now wearing dark, expressive artificial eyebrows over its eyes, looking flat/unimpressed. (No dialogue.)
Panel 5:
A man (red shirt, brown hair): Huh.
Panel 6:
The man: Why's he looking at my leg?
Panel 7:
The dog, with its new eyebrows raised in a skeptical, judgmental expression, speech bubble: Oh for God's sake.
Votey:
A hand-drawn black-and-white close-up of the dog's face wearing the dark artificial eyebrows, staring directly forward with a deadpan, unimpressed expression. No text.
Woman scientist (in lab coat, dark hair, glasses): For millennia, humanity has suffered from precious cute puppy eyes!
Panel 2:
Woman scientist: Look at these! They reflect artificial selection, not the internal mood of the dog.
(A small dog sits nearby.)
Panel 3:
Woman scientist (holding a remote/device): To fight back, I've created these brain-scanning eyebrows which actuate to reflect the dog's mental state.
Panel 4:
Close-up of the dog now wearing dark, expressive artificial eyebrows over its eyes, looking flat/unimpressed. (No dialogue.)
Panel 5:
A man (red shirt, brown hair): Huh.
Panel 6:
The man: Why's he looking at my leg?
Panel 7:
The dog, with its new eyebrows raised in a skeptical, judgmental expression, speech bubble: Oh for God's sake.
Votey:
A hand-drawn black-and-white close-up of the dog's face wearing the dark artificial eyebrows, staring directly forward with a deadpan, unimpressed expression. No text.
Alt text
A seven-panel SMBC comic. A female scientist in a lab coat tells a man that for millennia humanity has suffered from "precious cute puppy eyes" that reflect artificial selection rather than the dog's real mood. She announces she has invented brain-scanning artificial eyebrows that actuate to reflect a dog's actual mental state, and a small dog is shown wearing big dark expressive eyebrows over its eyes, looking flat and unimpressed. The man says "Huh" and then "Why's he looking at my leg?" In the final panel the dog raises its new eyebrows into a skeptical, judgmental glare and says, "Oh for God's sake." The joke: the device works, and the dog's first honest expression is exasperated contempt. Votey: a hand-drawn black-and-white close-up of the same dog's face with the dark eyebrows, staring forward with a deadpan, unimpressed look.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.