2012-04-17
Explanation
This three-panel comic takes a jab at homeopathy by applying its core principle to an unexpected domain. In the first panel, a man confides to his friend that he cannot get a woman to sleep with him because of his unspecified "problem." His friend suggests he visit a homeopathy store. When the man asks what homeopathy is, his friend explains it as "the belief that things are more and more powerful at smaller and smaller concentration."
The final panel delivers the punchline: the man is in a store (presumably a homeopathy shop or just a regular store) loudly and proudly announcing to the women present that he has a tiny penis. Having internalized the homeopathic principle that smaller means more powerful, he now treats his perceived inadequacy as a selling point. The joke works on two levels: it mocks homeopathy'''s scientifically unsupported claim that extreme dilution increases potency, and it creates an absurd social situation where someone applies pseudoscientific reasoning to their love life.
The votey panel preemptively addresses pedantic reader objections with: "Before you email me to say '''There'''s no such thing as concentration of penis,''' my units are cubic wang-meters per cubic crotch-meters." This is a humorous acknowledgment that the comic'''s analogy does not technically map onto homeopathy'''s concept of dilution, while simultaneously making the joke even cruder by inventing fake anatomical units of measurement.