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 ..the hell is this?
This is a webcomic. Sort of. It's purely random. The first three frames are generated from a selection of random frames, and tacked together in (hopefully) a humourous fashion.

There're a few frames created by Miek in the style of Roughing It, just to keep it...surreal.

This used to be on the front page, but I replaced it with the Jelly Bean Generator. So yes.






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