#706: Freedom explain

[Cueball is talking to his Cueball like friend.]

Cueball: Sometimes I’m shocked to realize how many options I have.

Friend: Oh?

[The text is written above a half height frame with a zoom in on Cueball who shakes his fist.]

Cueball: Like, at any moment in any conversation, I could just punch the person I was talking to, and all these potentially life-changing events would unfold.

[Zoom further out than the first panel with Cueball holding his arms out and his friends taking his hand to his chin.]

Cueball: It’s only my mental rules that stop me from punching you, or stripping naked, or getting on a plane to Fiji. Sure, rules have reasons. But shouldn’t you exercise that freedom at least once before you die?

Friend: Hmm.

[In very big black letters written vertically between the two panels:]

WHAM

[Cueball is knocked to the ground, dazed (three stars over his head) and bruised while his friend is looking down at him with his fist raised.]

Cueball: Okay, I should have seen that coming.

Friend: But you couldn’t! That’s the beauty!