rammed
Original: rammed on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Two people stand on a barren, hilly landscape next to a large, dead red robot lying on the ground.
First person (one of the two standing figures): "But how? It just collapsed."
Second person (the other standing figure): "I asked for a last meal. It tried to load a recipe page online and immediately ran out of RAM."
Caption below the panel: "What if search engine optimization is just Google protecting us from an AI apocalypse?"
Votey:
Close-up of a person wearing an eye patch (with a small skull on it) and a stitched scar, looking grim.
Person: "Banana pudding."
First person (one of the two standing figures): "But how? It just collapsed."
Second person (the other standing figure): "I asked for a last meal. It tried to load a recipe page online and immediately ran out of RAM."
Caption below the panel: "What if search engine optimization is just Google protecting us from an AI apocalypse?"
Votey:
Close-up of a person wearing an eye patch (with a small skull on it) and a stitched scar, looking grim.
Person: "Banana pudding."
Alt text
A single wide comic panel shows two people standing on a desolate, sloping landscape of bare brown hills. Beside them lies a large dead robot, drawn as a red box body with long curling spider-like legs splayed out on the ground. The first person asks, "But how? It just collapsed." The second replies, "I asked for a last meal. It tried to load a recipe page online and immediately ran out of RAM." A caption beneath the panel reads, "What if search engine optimization is just Google protecting us from an AI apocalypse?" The joke: bloated, SEO-stuffed recipe webpages crashed the apocalyptic AI when it tried to look up a recipe. In the votey aftercomic, a black-and-white close-up shows a grim, battle-scarred person wearing an eye patch marked with a tiny skull and a stitched cheek scar, declaring the requested last meal: "Banana pudding."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.