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Bobby: My sloppy joe is all sloppy and no joe!

Bobby (on Ritalin): There’s some milk in the fridge that’s about to go bad…and there it goes.

Hank: If your sorority has to sell jam to buy beer, you’re drinking too much.

Hank Hill: Bobby, if you weren’t my son, I’d hug you.

Boomhauer: Yeah man, I tell ya what, man. That dang ol’ Internet, man. You just go on there and point and click. Talk about W-W-dot-W-com. An’ lotsa nekkid chicks on there, man. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. It’s real easy, man.