It didn't have to end this way...

its like hugo peeded himeself and a zombie batter came and ate parts of him or somthing oh well at least his ham is okay

Hugo may be dead, but at least he still has his ham.

Hugo whispers his undying love to his ham

Ham is the only lasting presence in Hugo's life.

The ham, to hugo: It's just you and me, now...

oh mr. ham... you're my only friend...

Hugo cries over Ham on the floor next to his bed, because Batter forgot to tuck him in.

Not even in death will Hugo relinquish the ham