Cyanide and Happiness: Ice Cream and Sadness. Dave

      Dedicated to Biff Belvin

      We’d also like to thank Chase Suddarth for his animation wizardry, Zach Weiner for being a great booth buddy and having a sillier last name than Matt, our two fans in Congo, our one fan in Antarctica, Matt’s mom for letting us say she was dead in the last book (the dead can’t say no!) and of course our wonderful fans, for keeping it so damn classy. You’re kinda the best.

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

      Dedication

      Foreword

      Comics

      The New Ones

      Interactivities

       About the Comics

       About the Authors

      Copyright

       About the Publisher

      Foreword

      Dear Reader,

      Midway through the decade-we-still-don’t-have-a-name-for, people thought ‘webcomics’ were all strips focused on video games, influenced mainly by anime and pixel art. Yet one of the most popular webcomics didn’t fit that description at all, and most of my comics friends seemed to have barely heard of it. It was beloved not by comic nerds, but by real, normal people sharing comics on their eye-wateringly ugly MySpace pages. And they shared them because they were funny.

      Good jokes, told well, are why Cyanide & Happiness is so popular. For a comic that packs in an awful lot of blood, stick figure nudity, abortions, and sheer contrariness, it is–at its heart–funny. The best of their strips aren’t simply the ones that are the most outrageous, they’re the ones that most perfectly subvert your expectations, which is what a joke should do. Sometimes that means giving you an unexpected ending to the “sitting in a tree” childhood rhyme, and sometimes it means giving you polio. But whatever the content, there’s always a joke at the end.

      Rob, Dave, Matt, and Kris are great guys, and their dedication to humor is complete. I’ve frankly got no idea what’s in this book you’re holding–they could’ve copy-and-pasted my foreword into anything–but I can confidently say that it will make you laugh. Or, failing that, it will at least distract you long enough for the guys to fuck your mom.