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jawing

Original: jawing on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Man: DEAR EVOLUTION, WHY AM I SO... WHY AM I SO...
Evolution (green ooze): YOU'RE ASKING HOW IN THE WORLD WOMEN HAVE BEEN SEXUALLY SELECTING MALES FOR 200,000 YEARS AND YOU STILL HAVE A JAW LIKE A DEFLATED BALLOON?

Panel 2:
Evolution (green ooze): THE ANSWER IS VERY INTERESTING!

Panel 3:
Evolution (green ooze): FITNESS IS ABOUT REPRODUCTION, NOT HOTNESS! MANY OF YOUR ANTECEDENTS WERE WEIRD-LOOKING PEOPLE WHO COULDN'T DO ANY BETTER, OR JUST TOO STUPID OR IMPULSIVE TO WORK OUT BIRTH CONTROL!

Panel 4:
Evolution (green ooze): YOU HAVE 37 GREAT GRANDMOTHERS WHO THOUGHT THEY COULDN'T GET PREGNANT WHILE DRUNK!

Panel 5:
Man: I WAS GONNA ASK WHY I GET BORED AT WORK SO OFTEN?

Panel 6:
(The man looks up; Evolution does not answer.)

Panel 7:
Evolution (green ooze): OH, WOW! LOOK AT THE TIME! I GOTTA GO CULL SOME WEAK!

Votey:
A disembodied speech bubble (no visible speaker): NOT YOU, THOUGH! NOT YET.
(Below the bubble, the small man's face peeks up from the bottom edge of the panel.)

Alt text

A seven-panel SMBC comic. A man addresses Evolution, which is personified as a dripping, glowing green ooze/slime that speaks in word balloons. Panel 1: the man asks, "Dear Evolution, why am I so... why am I so..." Evolution interrupts: "You're asking how in the world women have been sexually selecting males for 200,000 years and you still have a jaw like a deflated balloon?" Panel 2: Evolution says, "The answer is very interesting!" Panel 3: "Fitness is about reproduction, not hotness! Many of your antecedents were weird-looking people who couldn't do any better, or just too stupid or impulsive to work out birth control!" Panel 4: "You have 37 great grandmothers who thought they couldn't get pregnant while drunk!" Panel 5: the man, looking deflated, says, "I was gonna ask why I get bored at work so often?" Panel 6: he glances up; Evolution gives no reply. Panel 7: Evolution abruptly says, "Oh, wow! Look at the time! I gotta go cull some weak!" and dribbles away. Votey panel: a lone speech bubble floats above the tiny man's upturned face, saying ominously, "Not you, though! Not yet."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.