mucus
Original: mucus on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
An elderly man sits reclined in a red armchair, talking to a young child standing beside him.
Elderly man: "WELL, IT WAS A PROLONGED DISEASE SO I JUST GOT VERY COMFORTABLE TALKING ABOUT BODY STUFF BECAUSE WOW THERE ARE A LOT OF SHADES OF MUCUS, AND WHERE IT REALLY GETS GROSS IS-"
Child: "PLEASE NO MORE, GRANDFATHER."
Caption (below panel): Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stranger.
Votey:
Close-up of the child's face, wide-eyed, as the grandfather (off-panel) continues talking.
Grandfather (speech bubble): "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MY TATTERED ANUS!"
An elderly man sits reclined in a red armchair, talking to a young child standing beside him.
Elderly man: "WELL, IT WAS A PROLONGED DISEASE SO I JUST GOT VERY COMFORTABLE TALKING ABOUT BODY STUFF BECAUSE WOW THERE ARE A LOT OF SHADES OF MUCUS, AND WHERE IT REALLY GETS GROSS IS-"
Child: "PLEASE NO MORE, GRANDFATHER."
Caption (below panel): Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stranger.
Votey:
Close-up of the child's face, wide-eyed, as the grandfather (off-panel) continues talking.
Grandfather (speech bubble): "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MY TATTERED ANUS!"
Alt text
Main comic: An old man reclines in a red armchair, speaking enthusiastically to a small child standing next to him. He says he got very comfortable talking about body stuff during a prolonged illness, marveling that there are a lot of shades of mucus, and is about to describe where it really gets gross. The child, looking uneasy, says, "Please no more, grandfather." A caption beneath reads: "Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stranger." Votey: A close-up of the child's wide-eyed, dismayed face as the grandfather, now off-panel, continues: "And don't even get me started on my tattered anus!"
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.