Fluid
Original: Fluid on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Woman (with round glasses and short blue-green hair, speaking to a partner whose shoulder and ear are visible at right): "WHEN WE MAKE LOVE, EACH OF OUR BODIES CONTAINS OVER SIXTY FLUID-FILLED COMPARTMENTS GYRATING IN UNISON."
Caption (below panel): Actual med students completely ruin the sexy doctor fantasy.
Votey:
Same woman, drawn in a rough black-and-white sketch style, continuing to talk with a deadpan expression: "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CARTILAGENOUS PROTRUSIONS."
Woman (with round glasses and short blue-green hair, speaking to a partner whose shoulder and ear are visible at right): "WHEN WE MAKE LOVE, EACH OF OUR BODIES CONTAINS OVER SIXTY FLUID-FILLED COMPARTMENTS GYRATING IN UNISON."
Caption (below panel): Actual med students completely ruin the sexy doctor fantasy.
Votey:
Same woman, drawn in a rough black-and-white sketch style, continuing to talk with a deadpan expression: "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CARTILAGENOUS PROTRUSIONS."
Alt text
A color comic panel shows a woman with short blue-green hair and round glasses speaking earnestly to a partner whose shoulder and ear appear at the right edge. Her speech bubble reads: "WHEN WE MAKE LOVE, EACH OF OUR BODIES CONTAINS OVER SIXTY FLUID-FILLED COMPARTMENTS GYRATING IN UNISON." A caption below reads: "Actual med students completely ruin the sexy doctor fantasy." The joke is that her clinical, anatomical phrasing kills any romance. In the votey, drawn as a loose black-and-white sketch of the same woman with a flat, unromantic expression, she adds: "AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CARTILAGENOUS PROTRUSIONS."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.