seduction
Original: seduction on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Blonde female student: "Professor, I know I'm failing, and I would give you ANYTHING for a good grade."
Professor (thinking, with a sweat drop): "*sigh* Listen, miss-"
Panel 2:
Student: "Just a moment, I have to bend over to tie my shoes..."
Panel 3:
Student: "I'm not-OHMYGOD are those... arcade tickets? A whole roll of arcade tickets?"
(A roll of arcade tickets unspools onto the professor's desk/chair.)
Panel 4:
Student: "Enough to get 2 Slinkies, a medium container of slime, and still have enough left over for sour straws and a Ring Pop!"
Panel 5:
The student bends over, a roll of arcade tickets tucked into the back of her pants/skirt, while the professor looks on with an unsettled expression.
Panel 6 (silhouettes on a black background):
A tall figure (the professor) reaching out: "DO NOT TELL MY WIFE."
A reclining/lounging figure: "WHY NOT?"
The professor: "THOSE ARE MY SOUR STRAWS!"
Votey:
Caption at top: "LATER"
A crude scribbled drawing of a face with wide eyes and a wildly scribbled mouth dripping a dark/red substance (drool or vomit), with a thought bubble reading: "So... good..."
Blonde female student: "Professor, I know I'm failing, and I would give you ANYTHING for a good grade."
Professor (thinking, with a sweat drop): "*sigh* Listen, miss-"
Panel 2:
Student: "Just a moment, I have to bend over to tie my shoes..."
Panel 3:
Student: "I'm not-OHMYGOD are those... arcade tickets? A whole roll of arcade tickets?"
(A roll of arcade tickets unspools onto the professor's desk/chair.)
Panel 4:
Student: "Enough to get 2 Slinkies, a medium container of slime, and still have enough left over for sour straws and a Ring Pop!"
Panel 5:
The student bends over, a roll of arcade tickets tucked into the back of her pants/skirt, while the professor looks on with an unsettled expression.
Panel 6 (silhouettes on a black background):
A tall figure (the professor) reaching out: "DO NOT TELL MY WIFE."
A reclining/lounging figure: "WHY NOT?"
The professor: "THOSE ARE MY SOUR STRAWS!"
Votey:
Caption at top: "LATER"
A crude scribbled drawing of a face with wide eyes and a wildly scribbled mouth dripping a dark/red substance (drool or vomit), with a thought bubble reading: "So... good..."
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. A blonde female student tells her professor she is failing and would give him ANYTHING for a good grade; he sighs and starts to refuse. She says she has to bend over to tie her shoes, then exclaims, mid-word, that she has discovered a whole roll of arcade tickets - enough for 2 Slinkies, a medium container of slime, and sour straws and a Ring Pop. In silhouette panels, the bribe is revealed to be the tickets and prizes, not what the setup implied: the professor reaches out and says 'DO NOT TELL MY WIFE.' The student asks 'WHY NOT?' and he answers 'THOSE ARE MY SOUR STRAWS!' - the joke being the professor's coveted prize is cheap candy. Votey: titled 'LATER,' a crudely scribbled wide-eyed face with a frantic mouth dripping a dark-red substance, thought bubble reading 'So... good...' - the professor blissed out on his sour straws.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.