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You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, January 30, 2006 [[After the reenactment, GRANT and PETER are dirty and spattered with fake blood--but happy.]] / GRANT: So, how did you enjoy your first reenactment, Peter? You died exceptionally well! / PETER: You know what? It was fun! / PETER: Kind of like playing war as a kid, but with authentic weapons and no...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, January 31, 2006 Eli Kilgore: You...You joined what?! / Peter Wipp: The "Ugly Hill Train of Artillery". They do civil war re-enactments and st-- / Eli Kilgore: I KNOW what they DO, Peter. WHY OH WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! / Peter Wipp: Well, at first I thought it was pretty dumb, but a bunch of my friends are doing it, and...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, February 1, 2006 Eli: THIS is how you want to spend your weekends, dude? Dressed in six layers of wool cleaning the inside of a cannon with a toothbrush? / Peter: It's not all firearm maintenance and boot polishing, Eli. / Eli: Peter, take it from someone who knows. Stuff like this is social suicide! You'll never live...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, February 2, 2006 ELI; THANKS FOR MEETING ME, PETER. I HAVE SOME PEOPLE I WANT YOU TO MEET. / PETER; OKAY, BUT TODAY IS MY DAY TO ORGANIZE THE GUN-POWDER BY EXPLOSIVITY. / ELI; YEAH, ABOUT THAT. I KNOW YOU'RE ALL INTO THIS CIVIL WAR REENACTING NOW, BUT HAVE YOU THOUGHT OF YOUR SOCIAL LIFE? / ELI; AS YOU KNOW I WAS ON...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, February 3, 2006 Eli: I wanted you to meet a couple of my old bowling team buddies so you could make an informed decision about officially becoming a "nerd." / Eli: Meet "Duck Pin Tommy Fvamba," who has superstitiously licked filthy bowling balls every game since he saw that one guy do that in that movie he saw. / / Eli:...
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, February 6, 2006 PETER: I want to quit, Grant. It's not personal, I just realized that Civil War reenacting isn't for me. / GRANT: LA LA LA LA LA! I'M NOT LISTENING! / GRANT: Did the Confederacy get to you, Peter? Are you defecting to those damn dirty Dixie degenerates?! / PETER: NO! I just...Listen, are you letting...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, February 7, 2006 they're not letting me quit, eli. i guess i'd better go get ready for the next reenactment. / no way dude. hey guys! plan b! / duck pin tommy. gutterball barney! rental shoes colbert! why are all your old bowling buddies dressed like confederate soldiers? / because we're fighting for your freedom, peter....
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, February 8, 2006 ELI; THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE, GRANT. ARE YOU GOING TO LET PETER QUIT YOUR CLUB OR NOT? / GRANT; NEVER! I'D SOONER SHOOT HIM MYSELF THAN SEE HIM DESERT HIS COUNTRY! / ELI; FINE, HOW ABOUT A FRIENDLY WAGER, THEN? WE'LL REENACT THIS BATTLE WITH YOU. IF WE WIN, PETER'S FREE. / GRANT; FOOL! YOU'RE WEARING...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, February 9, 2006 Grant: Peter, why am I currently facing off against an army of faux-Confederate bowlers for your freedom from the reenactment society? I thought you liked us. / / Peter: I do, it's just... well, I feel like a jerk saying it, but I was afraid people would think I was a dork. / Grant: I'm disappointed in...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, February 10, 2006 Peter: Here, Grant's mom asked me to give you this. / Eli: A court summons? She's suing me? For what?! / Peter: You broke both of her son's ankles with a bowling ball. / Eli: Pfft! Yeay, fat lot of good it did, too. After all that, you decided to stay in his stupid little geek club. / Peter: I'm sorry,...
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, February 13, 2006 Maria: Where's your little paper mailbox, Mr. Kilgore? / Hastings: My mailbox is on my house, Maria, and it is made of metal. Paper mailboxes are impractical, as they are easily ruined by precipitation. / Maria: No, I mean for Valentine's Day! You're supposed to put a pink paper envelope on your desk...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, February 14, 2006 HASTINGS (big pink eyes): EXCELLENT! I have received another valentine! / PETER: Um, WHAT? / HASTINGS: I mean uh...this WORK-RELATED...MEMO. Which I will now...READ. / HASTINGS: "My Dearest: I BURN for you. I can barely stand working alongside you anymore, your smell is so intoxicating. Meet me...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, February 15, 2006 PETER: I got so many valentines! Everybody around here is really nice. Well, except for you. / HASTINGS: HUH? Oh, right. Um, go to hell. / PETER: Still reading that steamy love note, huh? Did you figure out who it's from yet? / HASTINGS: No, and I've tried everything! DNA, fingerprints... / PETER:...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, February 16, 2006 PETER: Bye, Mr. Kilgore, I'm going home. Did you decide what you're going to do about your secret admirer yet? / HASTINGS: Same thing I do every night, Peter... / PETER: Try to take over the world? / HASTINGS: NO. I'm going to work six hours late, go home, and not meet ANYONE in the parking lot. / PETER...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, February 17, 2006 [[HASTINGS reads the note again.]] / NOTE: My Dearest: I burn for you. I can barely stand working alongside you anymore, your smell is so intoxicating. Meet me in the parking lot after work today if you're interested. Love, Your Secret Admirer." / [[Silent panel of a wistful HASTINGS.]] / HASTINGS:...
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, February 20, 2006 HASTINGS: YOU...sent this note...to ME? / ELLIOTT: NOTE? I don't know anything about a NOTE! / HASTINGS (reddening): You...sent this LOVE NOTE...asking me to meet you here...for... / ELLIOTT: Okay, OKAY, I wrote it, but... / HASTINGS (blood-red!): YOU "BURN FOR ME?" YOU FIND MY SMELL "INTOXICATING?" / ELLIOTT:...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, February 21, 2006 ELLIOTT: Hastings, I DID write that love note, but not for you! I must have put it in the wrong mailbox! / HASTINGS: I see. But as you know, office fraternization is strictly forbidden. / ELLIOTT: So is bludgeoning a co-worker in the break room, so I think we're even. Now give me back the note. / HASTINGS:...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, February 22, 2006 HASTINGS (thinks): DAMNATION! I made a complete FOOL of myself! I cannot believe that love note was from Elliott, of all people! / HASTINGS (still thinking): I COULD report his attempted office fraternization to Mr. Ladwig...but then he'd report me for mauling him!! CURSE MY LIGHTNING-QUICK TALONS...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, February 23, 2006 ELLIOTT: By the way, Hastings, you haven't, uh...TOLD anyone about that love note, have you? / HASTINGS: Of course not, Elliott. / Of COURSE not. / ELLIOTT: GOOD! That's good, because you know, I decided not to deliver that note ANYWAY, so it really would be a moot point to spread around that...um... / [[HASTINGS...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, February 24, 2006 HASTINGS: It is a beautiful day, Peter. / PETER: WHAT? It's hailing balls of ice as big as my HEAD out there! / [[ELLIOTT is wet and has a giant hailstone on his head.]] / ELLIOTT: Okay, Hast--I mean, MR. KILGORE. I hand-carved fresh treads in your tires, Scotch-guarded the exterior of your apartment...
 
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Monday, February 27, 2006 Keziah Swearengen: GOOD MORNING! Is Mrs. Snugworth available? / Snug: Lady, it's like ten in the morning. You're gonna have to talk slower, softer, and simpler. / Keziah Swearengen: My name is Keziah Swearengen, and I'm from the Ugly Hill Historical Preservation Society. We wish to speak with your mother...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Tuesday, February 28, 2006 Keziah Swearengen: Good evening, Mr. Snugworth. Is your mother home? / Snug: Maybe. Who wants to know? / Keziah Swearengen: Keziah Swearengen? From the Preservation Society? We spoke this morning. / Snug: Oh, uh, right. Well, she is indisposed, but I can speak for her on matters of...preservation...I...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Wednesday, March 1, 2006 Keziah Swearengen: So you see, your mother's property is a historical landmark. / Snug: WOW! Really? / Snug: You mean the founder of Ugly Hill may have stood RIGHT HERE, or over by there by that old refrigerator? / Keziah Swearengen: Um...yes, and that is my issue. Look around, this property is a disgrace!...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, March 2, 2006 Snug: My uncle Rusty was a historian, and he told me the truth about the SCUMBAG founder of this STINKIN' town. / Keziah Swearengen: I don't suppose you have proof? / Snug: One night when Rusty was cleaning the toilets, he found some hidden incriminating evidence against him. / Keziah Swearengen: Why...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, March 3, 2006 Keziah Swearengen: So, what else did your uncle tell you about our founder? / Snug: He cornered the museum director and blackmailed the whole story out of him. / Snug: Now, you see, my Uncle Rusty doesn't have the best attention span, so it's not an exact account. He usually can't pay attention to any...
 
A Cure for Scurvy [[Caption: June, 1652]] / Cutty Hackett Gosnold: Well, no wonder we haven't reached the new world yet! What's your problem, boy? / Sailor Boy: I don't feel well, Cap'n Gosnold. I'm so weak and me skin is all spotty. / Cutty: You're in luck seaman! Appears that you've got a touch 'o the scurvy, and I've...
The Free Trade Aggrement Cutty Hakett Gosnold: Here we are, men! Did I tell you? The new bloody world! / Sailor: Aww, Cap'n! You said there'd be rivers of whiskey and trees with naked ladies growin' on 'em! / Sailor 2: Cap'n Gosnold, look! Up on the ridge! Savages! / Cutty: Shh! Quiet now! No sudden movements! Just go up there...
Homesteading Snug [[Caption]]: It wasn't long before Gosnold ran into problems developing the land he'd just purchased from the natives... / Gosnold: What is that smell?! / Snug [[Caption]]: ...like a forest full of unusually aggressive predators... / Headless Sailor: Gurk! / Snug [[Caption]]: ...barren farmland... / Snug...
You get what you pay for Cutty Hakett Gosnold: What do you mean everything is poisonous? What about the fish? / Sailor: Very poisonous. / Cutty: No wonder we got this place so cheap! Look at it! Barren land, vicious animals... and what is that smell?! / Sailor2: Maybe them savages wasn't as dumb as we thought they was, Cap'n. / Native...
You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Friday, March 10, 2006 KEZIAH: Mr. Snugworth, if your story is accurate, our founder was one of history's most INEPT EXPLORERS! / SNUG: And a huge jerk, don't forget. HUGE JERK. / SNUG: So that means you're not interested in my Mom's house anymore, right? / KEZIAH: Hold on, hold on...This could make the story even MORE interesting! / KEZIAH:...
 

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