Sorry... just catching up from what I was late on due to on-call. Words cannot describe my hatred of being on-call... as the coming comics will show... mainly strip 898.
Hey, uhh... did you jsut hear anything?
I SAID DID YO-y'know what, just forget it.
YES! YES! FREEDOM! SWEET, MERCIFUL FREEDOM FROM THAT DEVICE OF TORTURE AND HATRED
No long am I electroniclaly tethered to work in a seemingly endless spiral into hell. The 192 straight hours of either work or being on-call for work... HAVE FINALLY ENDED until next month. Now... what to do with my first moments of sweet, sweet, almost unheard-of freedom>
Hey Kabs, you up for...
GO DIE IN A GREASE-FIRE! And... maybe get back to me on that in about four hours or so.
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.