Mmm... vomitastic :P
Yeah, good enough. Leave it there.
*GASP* thank GOD! Why the hell do you want this crap anyway?
So wait... you want the story of my return to life, or the block?
Y'know... as of right now, I'd rather hear why I half-killed myself for this heavy-ass junk.
Then listen well...
What's wrong? The vodka didn't go bad... did it?
I just got the most vile, hideous of chills just now.
Maybe you're getting whatever I've got. My stomach's not feeling all that great.
Hmm... no chance it could have been from at least 300 pounds of deep-fried brain-meat?
Oh come on. If you would have thought of it first, you would have SO done it too.
Yeah... yeah I would have. ...Did she taste good at least?
Considering having been in the deep-fryer since we left... not bad. Kinda oily.
Damn. I wish I got to try some.
Well, a little open-mouth kiss and...
Finish that thought and die *ka-click*
Metroid, Samus, Kraid, and the rest of 'em are all property of Nintendo, who to my knowledge wouldn't do anything such as sue me or shut poor Planet Zebeth down, because they're so damn nice, and Metroid kicks ass : }
This particular comic strip was made solely by me, by that happy little program known as KolourPaint. Yes, the one that everyone runs in fear from. That's why the comic looks the way it does.