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lumpy

Original: lumpy on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Robot (doctor): I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know how to tell you this, but... where your brain should be, there's just a pile of lumpy jelly.

Panel 2:
Woman: That is my brain. That's what brains are.
Robot: Okay, ma'am, that's fine. Whatever you "think."

Panel 3:
Robot: I'm just going to do a quick mental acuity test. What's 14233*11899992?

Panel 4:
Woman: Can I have a pencil?
Robot: We're gonna go ahead and take out the lumpy thing, juuust in case.

Votey:
"SMBC morphed into pro-robot propaganda so gently that no one noticed until it was too late."

Alt text

A four-panel comic. A robot in a doctor's coat speaks to a human woman patient. Panel 1: The robot says, "I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know how to tell you this, but... where your brain should be, there's just a pile of lumpy jelly." Panel 2: The woman replies, "That is my brain. That's what brains are." The robot says condescendingly, "Okay, ma'am, that's fine. Whatever you 'think.'" Panel 3: The robot says, "I'm just going to do a quick mental acuity test. What's 14233*11899992?" Panel 4: The woman asks, "Can I have a pencil?" The robot, treating her inability to instantly multiply as proof, says, "We're gonna go ahead and take out the lumpy thing, juuust in case." The joke is the robot doctor's casual contempt for the inferior squishy human brain. Votey (aftercomic): A single panel of handwritten text reading, "SMBC morphed into pro-robot propaganda so gently that no one noticed until it was too late."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.