rotation
Original: rotation on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Man: Hey Optimus, where you going?
Optimus (a giant red-and-blue robot): I'm turning into a truck then going in for a tire rotation.
Panel 2:
Optimus: It's cool, they don't know I'm sentient.
Panel 3:
Man: But can't you rotate your own tires?
Optimus: Mind your own goddamned business.
(Shown as a red semi truck driving down a road, exhaust trailing.)
Panel 4 (captioned "LATER..."):
A mechanic in a white coat is working on the front wheel of the red truck. A second person looks on.
Onlooker: Did... did the truck just moan?
Mechanic: It was doing that when I lubricated the blower motor too.
Votey:
(I have no idea what a blower motor is, or for that matter if it ever needs lubrication)
Man: Hey Optimus, where you going?
Optimus (a giant red-and-blue robot): I'm turning into a truck then going in for a tire rotation.
Panel 2:
Optimus: It's cool, they don't know I'm sentient.
Panel 3:
Man: But can't you rotate your own tires?
Optimus: Mind your own goddamned business.
(Shown as a red semi truck driving down a road, exhaust trailing.)
Panel 4 (captioned "LATER..."):
A mechanic in a white coat is working on the front wheel of the red truck. A second person looks on.
Onlooker: Did... did the truck just moan?
Mechanic: It was doing that when I lubricated the blower motor too.
Votey:
(I have no idea what a blower motor is, or for that matter if it ever needs lubrication)
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. Panel 1: A small blond man asks a giant red-and-blue Transformers-style robot, "Hey Optimus, where you going?" The robot replies, "I'm turning into a truck then going in for a tire rotation." Panel 2: Close-up of the robot's face: "It's cool, they don't know I'm sentient." Panel 3: The man asks, "But can't you rotate your own tires?" Now shown as a red semi truck on a road, the robot snaps, "Mind your own goddamned business." Panel 4, captioned LATER: A mechanic in a white coat crouches at the front wheel of the red truck while another person watches. The onlooker says, "Did... did the truck just moan?" The mechanic answers, "It was doing that when I lubricated the blower motor too." The joke: the sentient robot is secretly getting aroused by routine auto maintenance. Votey panel (handwritten text on a plain white panel): "(I have no idea what a blower motor is, or for that matter if it ever needs lubrication)".
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.