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Origins of Abomb Nation
So epic that even Fate met Fate.

The creators of Abomb Nation had first met at a tender young age in the early 90's. The two grew close and exchanged such sleepovers where staying up until 4:00 in the morning laughing until they puked was a completely easy feat. During these blossoming goings-on, Cale noted not only how well Zach could draw but also how inferior that made him feel. Fate was made.

The irony comes when just a few years later Cale, in an attempt to fit in with the cooler kids, would throw various fruit at Zach and his cohorts to fuck with him, even though they had been good friends just a short time beforehand. Zach decided to transfer schools to get away from Cale and the Gaggle of Assholes. It was in Zach's new and Caleless school that the growing boy had time to simmer in the sting of teenage rejection from a friend now turned douche-face. After the awkward fallout between Zach and Cale within the even more awkward years of crippling puberty, they decided to brush off the bad memories and reunited their firm friendship after two years of bitter separation. Fate, though pissed for the whole fruit-tossing episode, was made again.

Like borderline boyfriends, they did almost everything together. Their tight bond helped even create several rock bands that, in fact, went nowhere. They are described as being in synch musically, personally, academically, and -- though they won't admit -- are such good friends that they are honestly two shots of Vodka away from doing godless acts to each other's most forbidden holes.

In high school the boys had come across several new best friends that thrive to this day. Zach had dove into a sexy relationship with his first love, Michelle, whilst Cale had gotten familiar to the wonderful sense of humor of Jono, a friend that he found almost by accident. This undying circle of four friends is the focus of the rapidly growing webcomic.

Today people often mistake the two creators of Abomb Nation for really close brothers after briefly seeing their perfect comedic chemistry, which has formed the thick, creamy base of the Abomb Nation comic strip series. Their lasting friendship is a testament to the infinite sticking power of humor and light-hearted fun. They're not going anywhere anytime soon, and they vow to keep making each other and everyone around them laugh like fucking 'tards until the day they die from a slightly hilarious bus accident.

Born and raised somewhere, this asshole has grown from a shy and sweet little boy into a sex-obsessed comedic accident who makes you question whether or not he's a little serious on the pedophile jokes. He is best known for looking for those perfect opportunities to make incredibly offensive remarks, calling Michelle a rampant whore, eating everything he orders at IHOP with a shortstack of pancakes, being incredibly wealthy for some undeserved reason, and living the proverbial "good life."

Three major bullet-points about Cale that you should consider the most:

The genesis of his pronounced sense of humor is really unknown (anthropologists are still spending your tax dollars on that one). As mysterious as it is, the only thing that really matters according to this guy is that Laugh = Life.

Cale's epic emotional struggle in life is the unending wonder of whether or not he's the only person on the planet who realizes that Alec Baldwin is in too many goddamn movies.

Heavily spiritual and even more pleasure-seeking, this guy is all over the place in thought, yet will always insist on his one philosophy: feel good. This explains why he constantly masturbates. Constantly.

Of all the adjectives used to describe Zach, the words white, suburban, and asshole just keep coming up. He was born and raised in the south, and has no desire to leave, on account of every other place in the world being "riddled with suckdom."

While Zach prefers to be described as "aloof," the truth of the matter is that he is more than a little short on social skills, and his discomfort in crowds and (worse) family gatherings is not unlike that of a big-city whore in a small-town protestant church. He hates 'em, that’s what we're trying to say. Hates 'em. He shrivels up, and having no idea what to do with himself, begins to say whatever happens to be on his mind. These nights typically end with a lot of guffawing and gaping mouths as Zach rattles off each country he hates and why.

At the same time, however, Zach finds it in himself to be an entertainer of sorts, finding a blessed outlet through music. His passion for creating music led him to team up with Cale again (forgetting the...unpleasantness of the middle school years). The musical adventures with Cale and Jono drew the three closer than many friends can ever be. There’s just something about being in a band.

Michelle came along somewhere in there. Her relationship with Zach is weird, but certainly soaked in the gooey residue of love.

Zach enjoys, in no particular order:
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Mighty Max, Scrubs, The USA between 1945 and 1999, the environment, barbecue, war, weapons of war, Metal, Snoop Dogg, Ice Cube, silliness, power, wrath, and money.

Zach dislikes, no particular order:
France, the entirety of the middle east, Islam, Christianity (mostly from 400AD to 1980AD), Hinduism, Rampant Liberal Ideals, poverty, alcoholism, R&B music, BET, Pneumonia, that smug look on your mother, and most things about the 80's.

Apathy doesn't even begin to describe the essence of Jono. To this guy, shrugging his shoulders comes as frequently as goddamn breathing. He claims that he would love to fix his inability to care if he just cared enough to do so.

This musical prodigy has probably one of the most obscure and all-over-the-place CD collections we've seen in about ever. After learning that most of his favorite artists are British, everything suddenly made sense.

Jono is known for having one of the coolest families around. Zach and Cale inviting themselves over and going straight from the front door to the refrigerator without saying one word is a completely welcome and frequently exercised concept in the Abomb Nation world.

Though Jono is filled with immeasurable amounts of personality querks, we will say this about him: the boy can fucking flow to a hip-hop beat. He is the next Eminem, if you still listen to that asshole.

This gorgeous Venezuelan beauty is all smiles and good times. She's the only in-training ER nurse that can drink an entire bottle of Jack Daniels and still be able to stand up. Don't even bother trying to challenge her to a drinking game, boys. She'll fuck you up.

Being the exclusive gal-pal of Zach for over four years now, we all are wondering how in the world a girl puts up with all his shit. When she finally told us the size of his man-meat, we never brought it up again. You can find Zach and Michelle together at the local park near you holding hands while Zach uses his other hand to awkwardly scratch his balls.