You Are Reading the Ugly Hill Comic from Thursday, December 6, 2007
PESTILENCE: PETER! What are you doing here?!
PETER (bruised, dirty and spattered with someone else's blood): Army of...DARKNESS...wanted...to hurt you...is that why...you weren't in school...today?
PESTILENCE: No. I stayed home because all I have are black clothes, and my Mom blew all her money on my step-dad's landscaping correspondence course. It was either fake sick or wear a potato sack to school.
[[PESTILENCE kisses PETER on the cheek with a little heart and crossbones.]]
PESTILENCE: Thank you, Peter.
PETER (hearts for eyes, big grin): I think I killed your weed-whacker.
PESTILENCE (pleased): This will impact Jerry's performance on his final exam.