balloon
Original: balloon on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A shirtless man with red hair lounges back on a brown couch in a messy room, a TV remote and other items scattered on the floor. He speaks triumphantly.
Man: MY GOD. I SET UP AN AI FOR MY CUBICLE AND PUT A BALLOON WITH A FACE IN MY CHAIR AND I JUST KEEP GETTING PAID. IDIOTS!
Caption (below panel): By the year 2050, nobody will work and everyone will believe they are scamming everyone else.
Votey:
A simply-drawn smiling face looks up at a speech balloon.
Face: PARADISE.
A shirtless man with red hair lounges back on a brown couch in a messy room, a TV remote and other items scattered on the floor. He speaks triumphantly.
Man: MY GOD. I SET UP AN AI FOR MY CUBICLE AND PUT A BALLOON WITH A FACE IN MY CHAIR AND I JUST KEEP GETTING PAID. IDIOTS!
Caption (below panel): By the year 2050, nobody will work and everyone will believe they are scamming everyone else.
Votey:
A simply-drawn smiling face looks up at a speech balloon.
Face: PARADISE.
Alt text
A shirtless red-haired man sprawls smugly on a brown couch in a cluttered room, a remote on the floor. He boasts: "My god. I set up an AI for my cubicle and put a balloon with a face in my chair and I just keep getting paid. Idiots!" A caption beneath reads: "By the year 2050, nobody will work and everyone will believe they are scamming everyone else." Votey: a crudely drawn content face gazes up at a speech bubble that says "Paradise."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.