You read the title... and saw the last frame.
Oh, and click here if you want to skip the bitching.
C'mon... tell me the stuff. Tell me, tell me. Tellmetellmetellmetellme!
No. Now how about you stop that now.
I'll wear you down. Tellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellme...
Oh right... I forgot. You can resort to hurting me.
Alright, THAT'S IT! FIRST, you ditch me on ZR388, and NOW you're annoying the bajesus out of me. I'm going to blast y...
Ugh... work... tiring... killing me... need... sleep. Comics... complain about work... until unbelievable amounts of stress... and getting to know new place... eases up... a bit. No sleep. Sleeeeeep. Sleeeeee...
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.