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monks

Original: monks on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Caption (top): THERE SHOULD BE A SOCIETY OF MONKS DEDICATED TO ABSORBING PEOPLE'S AWKWARD MOMENTS.

Panel 1:
Hooded monk (in a yellow-green robe, face in shadow, arms raised): THAT TIME YOU THOUGHT ERIC WAS OFFERING TO BUY YOU A DRINK, BUT HE WAS ACTUALLY TALKING TO THE ATTRACTIVE BARTENDER BEHIND YOU... THAT IS NO LONGER YOURS. WITH THIS CRINGE, I TAKE IT INTO MY BODY AND LEAVE YOU UNBURDENED. AMEN.
Woman (brown hair, orange shirt, facing the monk with hands clasped): AMEN.

Votey:
The hooded monk (shown in silhouette, head bowed): THE SOCKS AND SANDALS ARE THE HAIRSHIRT OF OUR ORDER.

Alt text

A caption above the comic reads: "There should be a society of monks dedicated to absorbing people's awkward moments." In the panel, a woman in an orange shirt with brown hair stands with her hands clasped, facing a tall hooded figure in a yellow-green monk's robe whose face is hidden in shadow. The monk raises its arms and intones: "That time you thought Eric was offering to buy you a drink, but he was actually talking to the attractive bartender behind you... That is no longer yours. With this cringe, I take it into my body and leave you unburdened. Amen." The woman replies, "Amen." In the votey aftercomic, the monk is shown in black silhouette, head bowed, saying: "The socks and sandals are the hairshirt of our order" — the joke being that wearing socks with sandals is the order's chosen form of penitential discomfort.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.