Why do I still buy comics when this book has already been made and can never, in the history of life, ever be surpassed? It's made of win, its father was Pwn, and it's mother was a transistor radio. I speak of none other than the Doom comic book.
No, not this Doom...
This Doom.
Someone actually kept up with this enough to link the entire comic on one page. Dig the environmental message mid-story. Weeping Side of Highway Indian would be proud. And for anyone that's too lazy to follow a link or to... you know, read... here's the audiobook version.
You're welcome.
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