In today’s comics landscape of zombies and horror books, it’s nice to find an old fashioned apocalyptic comic book that’s not afraid to show how the end of the world can actually be kinda fun. Enter Ubu Bubu, a tale about a primordial demon, Bubu, who comes to inhabit the body of an adorable little kitty, Ubu, in order to acquire human souls for the great war between heaven and hell.

Same old story, right? Where Ubu Bubu #1 showed us the planning and preparation for judgment day, issue #2 brings us to its actual execution (pun intended). How can you top our precious hellspawned feline who ties 50 victims all around an ice cream truck in order to get them back home? Try vomiting up the living embodiment of pestilence to wreak havok at a local county fair while Ubu Bubu presents the decapitated heads of a pro wrestler and pop star as gifts for the local children.

With jabs at societal norms and pop culture throughout the book (a la Johnny the Homicidal Maniac), Ubu Bubu is a welcome departure from the capes, cowls and relationship books that dominate the interweblogs. The artwork takes as many risks as the writing, and nobody is safe from Ubu Bubu’s list of souls he needs to consume (aka his “To DOOM List”), not even children who get crucified by undead Nazis (yeah, not a typo). Jamie Smart’s tale of woe is a hilarious romp that will fill you with joy and glee, or else Ubu Bubu will send BeeDeLee the pestilence demon to your house on Christmas. Or as Bubu would say, “What’s better than an undead Nazi being beaten with his own arm?”.