(facepalm) “That’s a catering menu.”
Filemón calmly unplugs the laptop, restores a backup from a labeled USB drive shaped like a sardine can, and opens the CBR file correctly. Comics Mortadelo Y Filemon Cbr File
(now wearing the USB drive as a hat) “So that’s why you’re the genius.” (facepalm) “That’s a catering menu
(adjusting his tie) “Calm down, jefe. We’ll just download a reliable CBR reader. Mortadelo, fetch my laptop—the one without banana peels on the keyboard.” Comics Mortadelo Y Filemon Cbr File
(from off-panel) “AAAAARGH! MY ARCHIVE!”
“That’s not my laptop. That’s a kitchen appliance with a screen.”
“Mortadelo! Filemón! Our entire digital archive of classic missions has been corrupted! The CBR files won’t open! The world may never know how you failed to catch Bacterio’s escaped germs!”