lets-do-this
Original: lets-do-this on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman (reddish-brown hair, troubled expression): "Sally, do you ever feel like... NONE of this matters?"
Man (dark curly hair, enthusiastic): "All of it matters. This place. This moment. You, me. Let's live on it! Let's rock this thing!"
Caption below panel: "Five billion years later, the Sun expanded and dimmed, cremating the inner planets and freezing the outer planets, extinguishing the evidence of past life and the possibility of future life."
Votey:
Text (hand-lettered, inside a hand-drawn frame): "I really should've saved this for the final SMBC comic."
Woman (reddish-brown hair, troubled expression): "Sally, do you ever feel like... NONE of this matters?"
Man (dark curly hair, enthusiastic): "All of it matters. This place. This moment. You, me. Let's live on it! Let's rock this thing!"
Caption below panel: "Five billion years later, the Sun expanded and dimmed, cremating the inner planets and freezing the outer planets, extinguishing the evidence of past life and the possibility of future life."
Votey:
Text (hand-lettered, inside a hand-drawn frame): "I really should've saved this for the final SMBC comic."
Alt text
A two-character comic. In the single panel, a worried woman with reddish-brown hair asks her companion, "Sally, do you ever feel like... none of this matters?" An enthusiastic man with dark curly hair replies that everything matters - this place, this moment, the two of them - urging "Let's live on it! Let's rock this thing!" A caption beneath the panel coldly undercuts his optimism: five billion years later the Sun expands and dims, cremating the inner planets and freezing the outer ones, extinguishing all evidence of past life and any possibility of future life. The votey (bonus panel) is just hand-lettered text inside a hand-drawn box reading, "I really should've saved this for the final SMBC comic."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.