yeep
Original: yeep on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1: A man with orange flame-like hair and a woman with blue hair sit together on a couch, watching a TV screen (off to the right). The woman holds a bowl of popcorn.
Panel 2:
Woman with blue hair: ARE YOU OKAY?
Man with orange hair: YIP?
Panel 3:
Woman with blue hair: YOU MADE A SORT OF YIP OF PAIN?
Man with orange hair: HUH?
Panel 4 (large panel, man with orange hair monologues):
Man with orange hair: SOMETIMES I HAVE THIS DARK SUSPICION THAT EVEN THOUGH TRILLIONS OF DOLLARS A YEAR ARE SPENT TO EMPLOY ARMIES OF CREATIVE PROFESSIONALS TO MAKE COUNTLESS AMUSEMENTS PERSONALIZED TO MY DESIRES, I'LL NEVER AGAIN BE AS HAPPY AS WHEN I WAS SEVEN YEARS OLD AND FOUND A REALLY GOOD STICK.
Panel 5: The woman with blue hair looks at him with a flat, unimpressed expression.
Panel 6: The two sit on the couch in the dark, the glow of the TV on their faces.
Man with orange hair: yeep
Woman with blue hair: yeep yeep yeep
Votey:
Text (handwritten): Why aren't the sticks really really good anymore?
Below the text is a drawing of a sad, weary-looking face.
Panel 2:
Woman with blue hair: ARE YOU OKAY?
Man with orange hair: YIP?
Panel 3:
Woman with blue hair: YOU MADE A SORT OF YIP OF PAIN?
Man with orange hair: HUH?
Panel 4 (large panel, man with orange hair monologues):
Man with orange hair: SOMETIMES I HAVE THIS DARK SUSPICION THAT EVEN THOUGH TRILLIONS OF DOLLARS A YEAR ARE SPENT TO EMPLOY ARMIES OF CREATIVE PROFESSIONALS TO MAKE COUNTLESS AMUSEMENTS PERSONALIZED TO MY DESIRES, I'LL NEVER AGAIN BE AS HAPPY AS WHEN I WAS SEVEN YEARS OLD AND FOUND A REALLY GOOD STICK.
Panel 5: The woman with blue hair looks at him with a flat, unimpressed expression.
Panel 6: The two sit on the couch in the dark, the glow of the TV on their faces.
Man with orange hair: yeep
Woman with blue hair: yeep yeep yeep
Votey:
Text (handwritten): Why aren't the sticks really really good anymore?
Below the text is a drawing of a sad, weary-looking face.
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic. A man with orange flame-like hair and a woman with blue hair sit on a couch watching TV. She asks, 'Are you okay?' and he says 'Yip?' She presses: 'You made a sort of yip of pain?' He launches into a melancholy monologue: 'Sometimes I have this dark suspicion that even though trillions of dollars a year are spent to employ armies of creative professionals to make countless amusements personalized to my desires, I'll never again be as happy as when I was seven years old and found a really good stick.' She stares back, unimpressed. In the final panel they sit together in the TV's glow, and he murmurs 'yeep' while she answers 'yeep yeep yeep.' Votey (aftercomic): handwritten text reads 'Why aren't the sticks really really good anymore?' above a drawing of a sad, weary face.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.