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theburninator 
innocent bystander
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Do any of you read Cyanide and Happiness? I only read it every now and then, but my little brother told me to check out their "Depressing Comic Week" a while back, and it was one of the best series I've ever read. So, I did my own version. What do you think? Just to clarify; this series is not supposed to be funny in any way.
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An homage to Cyanide and Happiness' "Depressing Comic Week"
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| Joe! Thank god you're still alive! Hang in there, buddy, we're gonna get through this! | |
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| Jesus Christ, Kev, I'm so scared! I'm in the Reserve! I never thought I would actually see any battle! This is horrible! | |
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| Hey, just be cool, man! We're gonna be fine, okay? You just stick by me and we'll get home in one piece! | |
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| Kev... KEV LOOK OUT! RUN! RUUUN!! | |
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| OH GOD NO, KEV!! OH GOD!!! | |
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| FUCK YOU SANDNIGGERS! EAT MY FUCKING GRENADES, YOU GODLESS FAGGOTS!!! | |
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| What the fuck?!?! Holy shit... is that? OH MY GOD!! PLATOON, RETREAT!! IT'S A SUICIDE BOMBER!! | |
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| I watched countless people I know die horrifically, including my best friend, who was blown up right in front of me. | |
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| This is the body of another friend of mine, who died from complications after he had a leg amputated after being hit by a car-bomb explosion. | |
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| I had to have my left arm amputated after I was caught in a suicide bomber's blast. I was granted an honorable discharge. I get to go home and go to my friends' funerals. | |
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| Well, a couple more blocks and I'll be back home, where I can see my three year old son, and my beautiful wife again, after three long years in the midst of desert warfare. | |
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| I lost an arm, but at least I get to go home; lots of my friends are dead and will never see their families again. | |
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| Give me your wallet, or I'll fucking kill you. | |
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| Ok, man, ok. Just cool down. You can have my wallet. | |
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| Don't fucking tell me to cool down, just fork over your fucking cash and credit cards. | |
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| Here, man, here. Can I please go, now? | |
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| You know what? No, fuck you. I'm not letting your bitch ass file a report on me and get my ass arrested. | |
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[Click to view comic: 'A War Story (6)']
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what happened to my rustic monologue? ...i'm not sleeping with that producer again
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