for-the-record-missiles-and-blimps-dont-really-work-from-a-physics-standpoint-but-dont-let-that-stop-you-being-true-to-your-bloodlust
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man (in a suit, pointing): I'm not sexist! I only want a son so there's someone available to properly avenge my death!
(A woman in a red shirt stands with hands on hips, looking unimpressed.)
Panel 2:
Woman: A girl could do that!
Man: But she'd do it in a girl way!
Panel 3:
Man: Just because the assassin's a girl, that doesn't mean it'd be unicorns and hearts rainbows. That's a stupid stereotype.
Panel 4:
Woman: No, I mean she'd just poison them and get the job done. No spin moves with a claymore or riding a missile from a blimp or whatever.
Panel 5:
Man: I may have to grant you that.
Votey:
Woman (smiling): Now, can I make you a beverage that you don't watch me make?
Man (in a suit, pointing): I'm not sexist! I only want a son so there's someone available to properly avenge my death!
(A woman in a red shirt stands with hands on hips, looking unimpressed.)
Panel 2:
Woman: A girl could do that!
Man: But she'd do it in a girl way!
Panel 3:
Man: Just because the assassin's a girl, that doesn't mean it'd be unicorns and hearts rainbows. That's a stupid stereotype.
Panel 4:
Woman: No, I mean she'd just poison them and get the job done. No spin moves with a claymore or riding a missile from a blimp or whatever.
Panel 5:
Man: I may have to grant you that.
Votey:
Woman (smiling): Now, can I make you a beverage that you don't watch me make?
Alt text
A five-panel SMBC comic. In the first panel a man in a suit points and declares, "I'm not sexist! I only want a son so there's someone available to properly avenge my death!" A woman in a red shirt stands with her hands on her hips, looking skeptical. She replies, "A girl could do that!" The man counters, "But she'd do it in a girl way!" and elaborates, "Just because the assassin's a girl, that doesn't mean it'd be unicorns and hearts rainbows. That's a stupid stereotype." The woman responds, "No, I mean she'd just poison them and get the job done. No spin moves with a claymore or riding a missile from a blimp or whatever." In the final panel the man, now facing her seriously, admits, "I may have to grant you that." Votey aftercomic: the smiling woman asks, "Now, can I make you a beverage that you don't watch me make?" — implying that her case for being a competent assassin has just made him nervous about her poisoning him.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.