Current Events > That's it Dale I'm kick your ass.

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Hands off my purse. I do not know you!

Dallas? Sallad!

Boggle? (boggle) Better put some WINNER! on that.

Sloppy JOES! Sloppy Joes!

Why do you keep calling me BILL?

There is something about that boy that isn't quite right.

Bobby, if you weren't my son, I would hug you

Gosh shoot it Bobby

Come forth and engage me in conflict the likes of which I elect not to specify likely due to my emanations of false bravado and because in actuality despite my faux confidence lack of either attributes nor tools required to facilitate such a bout, large scale vortex extending downward from a fulminating mire of tempestuous clouds above often in addition to precipitation and forceful gusts of wind, gracelessly traversing the land below and indiscriminately causing widespread destruction.

No outside parties are expected to nor wanted to interfere in this affair in which both myself - my large, metallic insect-extermination vehicle which I have repurposed for this outrageous romp not withstanding - and you, inanimate weather condition that I both personify and see fit to feud with are to perpetrate our coming encounter and see it through to a decisive moment conclusive if not satisfactory to all parties. At this present moment all is in accordance with my intention.

It was 10 full rotations of the sun prior to this day that you in your fickle and insubordinate ways dared to wrong me so egregiously. My modest wooden building containing a variety of gardening instruments which were secondary to the greater purpose it served in bringing me camaraderie with my fellow man as we would maintain gardens and compete together, was left with only the choice to relinquish its structural security and its ability to perform its intended function in opposition to the devastation and carnage you wrought.

Did you at any point amuse yourself with the notion that such a devilish doing, a most heinous of happenings would be swept from my mind as easily as my shed was from the exterior of my place of residence? If be this the case, you were a most droll of fools then and as of that day to the present, you have failed to evolve. Muster your pitiful imitation of power and advance upon me, lest you die where you stand!

*Raindrop*
AH!
*Another raindrop*
AHHH!!!
NO PLEASE LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Hayame_Zero posted...

Why do you keep calling me BILL?

If this is the episode where something happens and Bill walks around in a dress, this was the first episode of KotH my (gay) summer roommate at Alabama showed me and I was highly confused lol

This is Mr. Big.

The only woman I'm pimping from now on is Sweet Lady Propane. And I'm tricking her out all over this town.

The hell you'd say about my lawn?

I don't know hank, she (the dog) did write the letter.

Please be careful with the pancakes!
You had me at fruit pie

[the guys in the alley are watching Luanne put up a "Vote Communist" political sign]
Dale Gribble : Well, I see you got Luanne involved in politics. That's good.
[beat]
Dale Gribble : Ass.
Luanne Platter : [chanting] The people united shall never be defeated.
Dale Gribble , Bill Dauterive : Boo! Boo!
Dale Gribble : Commie, go home!
Luanne Platter : Okay.
[she confidently strolls back to her house]
Hank Hill : I just think that if you don't read the newspaper and the only TV you watch is the MTV, you shouldn't be allowed to vote.
Bill Dauterive : Stop fighting the last war, Hank! Women got the vote and there's nothing we can do about it.
Dale Gribble : Unless...
Hank Hill : Unless what?
Dale Gribble : I don't know. You're a smart guy. You'll figure something out.

He has the black vote....Earl. And the gay vote....Earl.

BOOMHAUER: Man, don't go draggin' ol' Chet's name through the mud, man... tell you what, Dale's the one that did it... y'all leave Chet alone, man.
COP: So each and every one of you believes that Chet Elderson started that fire?