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You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, November 20, 2006 [[Eli holds a clove of garlic. Hastings wears an apron and holds a sauce pot.]] / Eli Kilgore: Hey, would it be okay if I brought Sheila to Mom's for Thanksgiving this year? / Hastings Kilgore: She'll be awfully disappointed when I throw her to the ground before she can enter the house. / Eli: Look, I know you don't like her, but I think we're getting serious. / Eli: She said she'd try to get me a job as an orderly at hospital where she volunteers, and I just wanted to... / Hastings: A job?! / Hastings: In that case, I shall carry her across the threshold myself and feed her diamond-encrusted sweet potatoes from a platinum spoon. / Eli: Aww.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, November 21, 2006 Eli Kilgore: I'm gonna bring Mom some extra chairs for dinner tomorrow. / Hastings Kilgore: Better call first. She hates when you just drop by. / Eli: But you do it all the time. / Hastings: She hates when you do it. / [[Eli picks up phone receiver.]] / Eli: Fine. / Eli: She's not home. Where would she be at this hour? / Hastings: The caller I.D. says my name, but somehow she always knows when it's you. Give me the phone.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, November 22, 2006 Eli Kilgore: Are you sure? How many times did you let it ring? / Hastings Kilgore: Seven hundred and fifty nine. Something is wrong. / Eli: Maybe she just went out for cigarettes or something. / Hastings: I take Mother to buy her cigarettes on Tuesdays and Fridays, and if she ran out, she would call me. / Eli: Maybe she needed something embarrassing. You know...feminine products. / Hastings: Our mother went through "the change" in spring of 2001, you dolt! You dare to call yourself her son?!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, November 23, 2006 [[Outside Mother Kilgore's house]] / Eli Kilgore: She doesn't answer. Just use your spare key. / Hastings Kilgore: I am only allowed to use it for emergencies. / Eli: What do you call this? / Hastings: Perhaps if there were a spreading pool of blood seeping under the door... / Hastings: Look, this happened once before, and I was worried, so I barged in... and... uh... / [[Hastings goes blank and pale.]] / Eli: She was nude, wasn't she? Hastings? / Eli: Hastings?
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, November 24, 2006 [[Inside Mother Kilgore's House]] / Eli Kilgore: Mom? Are you home? We tried calling first, but you didn't answer! / Hastings Kilgore: Is it safe? / Eli: Well, she's not nude, but she's not here, either. So I guess she could be nude, wherever she is... / Hastings: Stop saying "nude"! / Hastings: Gasp! Mother! / [[Hastings helps his disheveled mother up.] / Hastings: Mother, are you okay? She must have fallen down the stairs! / Mother Kilgore: It's about time! If I have to listen to that phone ring one more time... Eli, why aren't you wearing that cologne I gave you? I don't smell the cologne! / Eli: Uh, gotta go.
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, November 27, 2006 [[Exterior, Saint Doug's Hospital.]] / MOTHER KILGORE: Where's your brother? He said he'd get me some iced tea. / ELI: He's having a shoving match with a candy striper. / [[MOTHER lies in a hospital bed.]] / MOTHER: His own mother breaks her leg and he can't even do a SIMPLE THING! / ELI: Right. So, uh, yeah, how did you fall down the stairs, anyway? / MOTHER: How does ANYBODY fall? I TRIPPED! WHAT THE HELL KIND OF A DAMN FOOL QUESTION IS THAT? / MOTHER: By the way, did you grow that awful beard to hide a gang tattoo, or did you just get bitten by a radioactive hobo? / ELI: DON'T DO THIS TO ME.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, November 28, 2006 MOTHER: Why would you grown that UGLY HAIR all over the beautiful face I gave you? / ELI: I'm NOT having this conversation, Mom. / MOTHER: It just seems UNGRATEFUL, is all. Here I am, incapacitated, Thanksgiving is cancelled, and...AND... / ELI: Tell me you're crying about Thanksgiving and not about my BEARD. / MOTHER: Why don't you just carve a swastika in your head and complete the transformation? / ELI: OH, LOOK! THE EXIT!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, November 29, 2006 ELI: Hey, uh, are you going to see Mom in the hospital again this morning? / HASTINGS: Of course. It's Thanksgiving. / ELI: Yeah, yeah, sure. Listen, I think I might go ahead and see Dad first, okay? / HASTINGS: You're going to visit your no-good, slovenly, freeloading, jailbird father before you visit your saintly, life-giving, injured mother? / HASTINGS: Spit on him for me? / ELI: Will do.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, November 30, 2006 Eli Kilgore: Hey, Dad. Happy Thanksgiving! / Karl Kilgore: Eli! I'm so glad you came! How's everybody doing? / Eli: Well, Hastings asked me to spit on you, and I've got some bad news about Mom. / Karl: Oh? Nothing serious, I hope? / Eli: No, no! She just fell down the stairs and broke her leg. / Karl: Oh God, that's terrible! Eli, I'm so sorr-- Wait...she's not dead? / Eli. Don't look so relieved. / Karl: I gotta make a call.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, December 1, 2006 HASTINGS: Here's your iced tea, Mother. I'm going home to nail down the carpet you tripped over. / MOTHER: I didn't trip. I was pushed. / HASTINGS: WHAT?! BUT YOU LIVE ALONE! / MOTHER: They pushed me and ran out the back door. It was dark, I didn't see them. / MOTHER: They didn't even STEAL anything. Someone wants me DEAD, Hastings...and I need you to find out WHO. / [[Cut to ELI and KARL.]] / ELI: TELL ME YOU DIDN'T TRY TO HAVE MOM WHACKED FROM PRISON, DAD. / KARL: Not "whacked." Around here we call it "the great escape."
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, December 4, 2006 SHEILA: OH! Hi, Hastings. It's me, Sheila. How's your mother doing? / HASTINGS: She's, uh, FINE. What do you want? / SHEILA: Is Eli here? I'm volunteering at the hospital tonight, and I thought he'd want to take this opportunity to introduce me to his mom. / HASTINGS: I SEE. / HASTINGS: Well, he's not here, and I'm on my way out. But I'll give you a little advice about my mother. She's injured, but she's still WILY. If she makes a run at you... / HASTINGS (whispers): Don't resist. / NO ONE WILL MISS YOU.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, December 5, 2006 ELI: Dad, I can't believe you did this! You can't even pay your phone bill! How did you arrange a HIT from PRISON?! / KARL: SHH! Keep your voice down! / KARL: My cell mate, Vito Caramel, just made parole. I paid him to do it when he got out. / ELI: But...but WHY?! I know you and Mom had a bad relationship, but why would you try to KILL OUR MOTHER?! / KARL: She costs me more alimony that all your step-mothers COMBINED. / ELI: THAT IS NOT EVEN CLOSE TO VALID!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, December 6, 2006 SHEILA: Mrs. Kilgore! Hi, my name's Sheila. I'm your son's girlfriend. / MOTHER: Oh dear God! Another potential wife! WHERE'S MY WIFE-SWATTER?! / SHEILA: No no, not the one who's been married seven times! Your OTHER son! Eli! / MOTHER: Eli? A GIRLFRIEND?! Well, that's WONDERFUL! / [[MOTHER KILGORE produces a very large flyswatter.]] / MOTHER: I'm still going to have to swat you. / It's tradition.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, December 7, 2006 MOTHER: So, you and my son are dating? I'll bet he listens to YOU. / SHEILA: Well, he DOES cater to my every whim. / MOTHER: I'll bet. Maybe you can get him to shave off that hideous beard! / SHEILA: Oh, NEVER! That's how we met! I told him if he ever shaved it off, I'd break up with him. / MOTHER (brightens): OH! Isn't that interesting! / [[They stare at each other intently. Now, they are adversaries...]]
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, December 8, 2006 KARL: Look at me, Eli. Look at my life. It's ruined, and it's all her fault. / ELI: So you didn't try to kill Mom to save money on alimony? / KARL: Pfft, NO! Although it was an attractive side effect, I'll admit. Look at this picture. / ELI: It's you and Mom, when Hastings was born. / [[KARL shows the picture. His eyes are wide. MOTHER is smiling in the pic. KARL holds baby HASTINGS, who is wrapped in a blanket.]] / KARL: Notice anything different about me? / ELI: I think Hastings is biting your nipple. / KARL: We all know THAT story. / Look harder.
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, December 11, 2006 ELI: I know what's different about this picture. You didn't have your mustache yet. / KARL: I HAD it since I was 16, but Mom made me SHAVE when we got married. / ELI: Sounds familiar. All she could talk about last night was me getting rid of my beard. She wouldn't let it go. / [[ELI's eyes go wide as KARL begins frantically clawing at the wall. Plaster flies!]] / KARL: She WHAT?! Shaving my mustache destroyed my self-esteem and bought me a one-way ticket on a runaway bullet train to LOSERTOWN, and now she's doing the same thing to you?! RRGGHH! / [[YELLOW CYCLOPS GUARD sees the hole in the wall. In the distance, KARL has already reached the fence.]] / GUARD: WHAT HAPPENED TO KILGORE?! / ELI: Stepped out.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, December 12, 2006 ELI: You have to find him! I think my Dad is going to KILL MY MOM! / GUARD: Kilgore? A MURDERER? That guy wouldn't hurt a fly. / ELI: I know, but he's not HIMSELF! For the first time in his life, he's motivated to complete a goal. / ELI: Honestly? I'm almost proud of him. / GUARD: Maybe he DOES have the killer instinct. / [[KARL is outside the fence, clutching his bloody groin as he runs.]] / CAPTION: He did punch a hole in a concrete wall and go crotch-first over three rows of razor wire... / KARL: Nng. / HRG.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, December 13, 2006 HASTINGS: Mother! I DID IT! I found the SALTY CUR who pushed you down the stairs! / MOTHER: I KNEW you'd come through for Mommy! Send him in! / [[Red-eyed HASTINGS shoves in a bound, blindfolded, roughed-up ELLIOTT.]] / HASTINGS: ELLIOTT KRAUTHAMMER! First he steals my recordable CDs, then he tries to KILL MY MOTHER! / ELLIOTT: WHERE AM I?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! / [[Red-eyed KARL holds a meat cleaver!]] / KARL: So it's true. You're still alive. Well, you know the old saying... / If you want your ex-wife dead, you've got to kill her yourself. / ELLIOTT (no longer blindfolded): What about THAT guy? With the cleaver? / HASTINGS: QUIET! I'm fantasizing your death by lethal injection.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, December 14, 2006 MOTHER: Karl? YOU tried to kill me? Also, you got fat. / KARL: SHUT UP! Shut up, you devil-shrew! YOU RUINED MY LIFE! / KARL: The moment you forced me to shave my mustache was the moment my life SPIRALED OUT OF CONTROL! / MOTHER: If your self-image depends on a dusting of FACIAL HAIR, maybe you have bigger problems than me to worry about. / MOTHER (grinning): For instance; THE POLICE! / [[MAGENTA COP appears with handcuffs.]] / KARL: Let me borrow your gun for a minute. I'll give it right back
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, December 15, 2006 ELI: You can blame Mom all you want for your life, Dad, but it's pretty clear to me that, by never asserting yourself, you ALLOWED her to control you. / ELI: It's childish to blame 25 years of poor decisions on a shaved mustache, especially since you grew it back 23 years ago and nothing changed. Your life was always yours to make or break, Dad. You just never took control. / SHEILA: There's my big strong lumberjack man! You're never shaving this beard, are you? NEVER NEVER NEVER NE--! / [[ELI's eyes go wide.]] / [[Silent panel of ELI shaving his beard.]]
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, December 18, 2006 Eli: So what do you want for Christmas, Pete? / Peter: It doesn't matter. I'll never get it. / Peter: The stores have been sold out of the "Gel Cat" DVDs for months. / Eli: That old cartoon about the shape-shifting house cat? Snug loves that show. / Peter: Where has Snug been, anyway? Did you two have a lover's spat? / Eli: It was a manly fight. With machine-guns. And Adam's apples... / Eli: And uh... Testicles.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, December 19, 2006 BIG-NOSED STORE GUY: I think we might have one copy of that "Gel Cat" DVD in the back. I'll check. / ELI: Really? That's great! Thanks! / [[HASTINGS enters.]] / HASTINGS: Eli? What are you doing here? / ELI: Trying to get Snug a good Christmas present. You? / HASTINGS: *SIGH*...Ladwig says I must start participating more SOCIALLY at work, starting with the annual "Secret Santa" fiasco. / HASTINGS: I'm supposed to get some foolishness called "GEL CAT." / ELI: Oh HEY SORRY this is a Hanukkah store! You can't shop for Secret Santa HERE! Jews only! MATZAH BALLS!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, December 20, 2006 HASTINGS: I need that DVD for my JOB, Eli. This is the last store on my list, and I intend to inquire within. STEP ASIDE. / ELI: Who do you work with that would want a cartoon DVD anyway? / HASTINGS: I drew Peter's name in the Secret Santa, and I overheard him talking about that CHILDISH PAP earlier this week. / ELI: Buying a gift for your own intern, huh? Kind of humiliating. / HASTINGS: It's like giving your housekeeper's dog a sensual massage. / ELI: Brutal.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, December 21, 2006 ELI: Listen man, let me level with you; "Gel Cat" is totally lame. / HASTINGS: But Peter said it was the best show about a shape shifting house cat ever produced. / ELI: Dude. What do you think I do all day while you're at work? / HASTINGS: Screw with my color-coded rubber bands? / ELI: I also watch cartoons. Lots of them. I know what I'm talking about. Here, give him this. / HASTINGS: "Admiral Ecology and the Earthamaniacs vs. Holezone." / ELI: "Eco-tainment at its best" says Treehugger Digest!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, December 22, 2006 HASTINGS: Peter might enjoy this eco-friendly cartoon after all. He is always chiding me for throwing my soda cans at dogs. / ELI: Oh, uh...yeah. OOPS! / HASTINGS: Hold on, you dropped your copy of..."GEL CAT!?" / ELI (quavery voice): Look, I KNOW you needed that for Peter, but I need to give it to Snug so I can apologize for-- / [[HASTINGS punches ELI in the face!]] / <> / BIG-NOSED STORE GUY: CONSUMER FIGHT! / HASTINGS (red eyes): Nobody co-opts MY purchase and lives to give the gift.
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, December 25, 2006 BIG-NOSED STORE GUY: Whoa, HEY! No fighting on the sales floor! Stay there, I'll be right back! / ELI (to HASTINGS): YOU HIT ME! / [[HASTINGS, red-eyed again, waves the "Gel Cat" DVD.]] / HASTINGS: Look, if I can prove that I can interact socially with my co-workers, my boss says I might be in line for a promotion. I NEED THIS DVD! / ELI: Well, I need it to make up with my best friend! I NEED THIS DVD! / [[STORE GUY returns with a clipboard.]] / BIG-NOSED STORE GUY: Okay guys, come on back to the warehouse. You can get familiar with the ring and we'll fit you for some mouthpieces and jock straps. / HASTINGS: My brother will take an extra-large and an extra-small, respectively. / ELI (offpanel): HEY! Shut up!
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, December 26, 2006 ELI: This store has a WRESTLING RING in the back room? What's going on? / BIG-NOSED STORE GUY: You nerds both want this DVD, right? / [[A Christmas wreath hangs on the fence near the ring.]] / {{How festive!}} / B-N STORE GUY: Every Christmas, whenever an argument breaks out over an item, we bring the angry customers back here and film the brawl. / ELI: Like those "BUM FIGHTS?!" / B-N STORE GUY: Yeah, but instead of a moldy sandwich or a half-empty box of wine, winner gets the DVD. You losers in? / [[Suddenly HASTINGS has a mace!]] / HASTINGS: You aren't going to put this on that INTER-NET, are you? / B-N STORE GUY: Is there another place to put it?
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, December 27, 2006 PETER: Come on, man. I brought you to the store to cheer you up. Look, overpriced video game systems! / SNUG: I don't WANNA cheer up. I hate THINGS. Things are STUPID. / PETER: You can't just sit around eating sour cream all day just because Eli betrayed you. He feels really bad about it. / SNUG: Well SCREW HIM! 20 years of friendship and he ditches me for a CHICK? Nothing he can do would make it up to me! NOTHING! / [[Back in the back room...]] / ELI: Look, I WILL fight you for this DVD, but I also want the option to father children someday. No shots below the navel academy. Deal? / HASTINGS: LESS TALKIN', MORE ROCKIN'.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, December 28, 2006 GREEN STORE GUY: PSST! Hey, you guys wanna see a fight? Tickets only ten bucks. / SNUG: Fight, huh? Is it to the death? / GREEN STORE GUY: Brother against brother, man. ANYTHING could happen. / SNUG: DUDE! Wasn't that the official tag line of the Civil War? I'm there! / SNUG: Maybe a good fatality is just what I need to cheer me up! / PETER: You'd PAY to see two guys rip each other apart in the back room of a retail store? / PETER: Oh. You're waiting for ME to pay him. / SNUG: I know you just got a hike in your allowance, dude. DON'T BE THAT GUY.
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, December 29, 2006 [[YELLOW STORE GUY has a microphone. Behind him is a Christmas wreath decorated with a big ribbon and a skull with X's for eyes.]] / YELLOW STORE GUY: Gather 'round, violence-lovers! If you came to see blind consumerism and dislodged molars, you will not be disappointed! / [[ELI wears a red do-rag, chains crossed over his chest and a spiked wristband.]] / YELLOW STORE GUY (offpanel): In THIS corner, weighing in at an even 200 lbs (including eyebrows), the hirsute harbinger of hatred; ELI KILGORE! / [[HASTINGS holds nunchaku and wears a red-eyed grin.]] / YELLOW STORE GUY (offpanel): And in this corner, weighing in at a fearsome 165 lbs, HASTINGS ALOYSIUS KILGORE! / ELI (offpanel): Hold on! WAIT! / ELI: THAT'S your middle name? I shouldn't have to hear this kind of thing from a referee! / HASTINGS: GET BACK IN YOUR CORNER. / {{"Nunchaku" is the correct term for the weapon lots of people call "nunchucks"--two sticks connected by a chain.}}
 

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