We're definitely not predicting a global cataclysm, but if one comes along, what will happen to the webcomics? They'll disappear forever as the grid goes down. Here at Oglaf, we want future generations to know our dreams, our dick jokes, the unquenchable rage of an insane and burning god. Also a short parody of a role-playing module that's almost playable! Although, full disclosure, we once made a saxophone out of hosepipe that we consider almost playable.
Anyhow, we printed a book. Probably we'll hide some in a cave or something. Who knows what future generations will be into? Maybe it's this.
Dirty as it is funny, which is to say until the cows come home.
