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Original: fade on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A man (identified in the caption as Steve) crouches to tie or adjust his shoe on a wooden step or bench, dressed in athletic clothes.
Steve: "Honestly, I find when I'm out jogging the whole world melts away. All the daily concerns - the calls, the texts, the emails - they just fade out, and I'm alone and free."
Caption below the panel: "Steve explains why he keeps missing child support payments."
Votey:
A simple line drawing showing the outline of a man's face/profile in the wood.
Steve: "I like running through the wood because it's natural and policecars can't get to me."
A man (identified in the caption as Steve) crouches to tie or adjust his shoe on a wooden step or bench, dressed in athletic clothes.
Steve: "Honestly, I find when I'm out jogging the whole world melts away. All the daily concerns - the calls, the texts, the emails - they just fade out, and I'm alone and free."
Caption below the panel: "Steve explains why he keeps missing child support payments."
Votey:
A simple line drawing showing the outline of a man's face/profile in the wood.
Steve: "I like running through the wood because it's natural and policecars can't get to me."
Alt text
Main comic: A single panel shows a man in athletic clothes crouched down on a wooden step, lacing up his shoe. He says, "Honestly, I find when I'm out jogging the whole world melts away. All the daily concerns - the calls, the texts, the emails - they just fade out, and I'm alone and free." A caption beneath the panel reads: "Steve explains why he keeps missing child support payments." The joke: his lyrical description of jogging as freedom is really him describing evading his responsibilities and the people trying to reach him.
Votey: A minimal black-line sketch in which the contours form the profile of a man's face. The speaker says, "I like running through the wood because it's natural and policecars can't get to me" - confirming he is literally fleeing the authorities.
Votey: A minimal black-line sketch in which the contours form the profile of a man's face. The speaker says, "I like running through the wood because it's natural and policecars can't get to me" - confirming he is literally fleeing the authorities.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.