There’s probably a more banal and even moldier observation to be made about the plethora of televised college football bowl games on New Year’s Day but for the love of everything I hold dear I can’t think of one right now and neither can you. Linda has been married to that addle-brained dunderpate for half a million years, surely she didn’t just totally forget that New Year’s Day is traditionally packed with college football bowl games. Because that would be, you know, really stupid.
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I mean, they could watch the Tournament of Roses Parade… and then Dinkle would be over instead of Buck. Do you really want that, Linda?
She probably does, actually. She’s awful.
Even worse, Bull could be watching the Dr. Who marathon on BBC America with Dead Skunkhead the Child Diddler.
And out of nowhere comes Hank Hill and Bull Bushka
Happy 2019! It can only get better from here right?
I really don’t like it when Linda interacts with Buck. That’s because I like to image the Buck is a delusion Bull is having while trying to come to terms with his on again off again CTE.
Anyone ever get the feeling that Bull and Linda don’t own a car, and she is just trapped at home with him all day, every day?
Looks like Dale, Boomhower, and Bill have kicked Hank out of the alley.
Happy New Year funksters!
A joke predicated on her refusal to admit that he’s going to watch the sport he loves is practically manna from heaven compared to Funkee’s Company….
So these two guys get pulmonary embolisms, die, and we’re spared this stupid sequence.
Can’t see a downside.