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Pig-face? That's ridiculous.
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I think it had something to do with my nose.
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Whenever she passed me in the halls, she'd oink.
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So I prayed that she'd catch a horrible skin disease.
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A week after that, she came down with porridge plague.
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- Porridge plague? - You don't have it in the North?
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Your skin starts to look like boiled oats
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and eventually your face slides off and you die in agony.
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But that's awful.
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You're--
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I believed you!
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Porridge plague. I'm an idiot.