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Original: Draw on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Main comic:
A bearded man in robes stands with arms raised, addressing a small crowd of people gathered around him in a stone village.
Bearded man: "EVERYONE LISTEN! THE ANGRY DEITY THAT RULES THE WORLD IS BENT ON DESTROYING IT! WE CAN SAVE EVERYONE IF SOMEHOW WE CAN DRAW HIS FIRE TO US ALONE!"
Caption below the panel: The good news is the citizens of Sodom died happily.
Votey:
A laughing person (drawn with closed, crinkled eyes and open mouth) speaks while reaching toward another figure.
Laughing person: "DON'T SEND BRIMSTONE LORD. I'D JUST HAAAAAATE THAT! AHAHAHAHA. MY ASS. HAHAHAHA. MY ASS. ITS JUST HAAAAATE THAT!"
A bearded man in robes stands with arms raised, addressing a small crowd of people gathered around him in a stone village.
Bearded man: "EVERYONE LISTEN! THE ANGRY DEITY THAT RULES THE WORLD IS BENT ON DESTROYING IT! WE CAN SAVE EVERYONE IF SOMEHOW WE CAN DRAW HIS FIRE TO US ALONE!"
Caption below the panel: The good news is the citizens of Sodom died happily.
Votey:
A laughing person (drawn with closed, crinkled eyes and open mouth) speaks while reaching toward another figure.
Laughing person: "DON'T SEND BRIMSTONE LORD. I'D JUST HAAAAAATE THAT! AHAHAHAHA. MY ASS. HAHAHAHA. MY ASS. ITS JUST HAAAAATE THAT!"
Alt text
Main comic: a single panel showing a bearded man in robes standing with both arms raised, addressing a small crowd of villagers in a stone town. He shouts, "EVERYONE LISTEN! THE ANGRY DEITY THAT RULES THE WORLD IS BENT ON DESTROYING IT! WE CAN SAVE EVERYONE IF SOMEHOW WE CAN DRAW HIS FIRE TO US ALONE!" A caption beneath reads: "The good news is the citizens of Sodom died happily." The joke: the man thinks he's nobly volunteering his city to absorb God's wrath to save the world, not realizing Sodom was already the target of divine destruction. Votey: a person laughing hard, eyes squeezed shut, mockingly taunting God by sarcastically begging him not to send brimstone ("DON'T SEND BRIMSTONE LORD, I'D JUST HAAAAATE THAT! AHAHAHA. MY ASS."), reveling in the doomed bravado.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.