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milk

Original: milk on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Bearded man (husband): By gad, wife! Are ye making the bread with craproot?!
Woman (wife): 'Tis a shame on our home and our bellies, but we must eat, husband! The wee ones go hungry and winter comes upon us!

Panel 2:
Caption banner: THREE GENERATIONS LATER:
Well-dressed man at a restaurant table (to an off-panel waiter): Waiter, I can barely taste the craproot. This is completely inauthentic craploaf.

Votey:
A cow's head with a speech bubble: Moo moo, mother fuckers.

Alt text

A two-panel SMBC comic. Panel one: a poor medieval couple in a dim home. The bearded husband exclaims, "By gad, wife! Are ye making the bread with craproot?!" The careworn wife replies, "'Tis a shame on our home and our bellies, but we must eat, husband! The wee ones go hungry and winter comes upon us!" Panel two is labeled "THREE GENERATIONS LATER:" and shows a smug, well-dressed man seated at a fancy purple restaurant table with a small loaf on a plate, complaining to an unseen waiter, "Waiter, I can barely taste the craproot. This is completely inauthentic craploaf." The joke: a food born of desperate poverty becomes a pretentious gourmet dish demanded for authenticity. Votey (aftercomic): a roughly sketched cow's head with a speech bubble reading, "Moo moo, mother fuckers."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.