Hank:
"Luanne, just when I think that you have said the stupidest thing, you keep talking!"
Bill:
"I like my men like I like my drinks, tall, sweet and under an umbrella."
Bobby:
"We're pre-teens, damnit!"
Principal:
"Hank, I can't have your son goin around kicking people in the testicles"
Hank:
"What does the contents of my underpants have to do with National Security?"
Hank:
"Poor connie? poor me! i had to learn about super ebsorbency!"
Hank:
"Oh my God, Its so juicy!"
Bobby:
"Ahh!"
Hank:
"EWW! I hate boys like that!"
Hank:
"I just had phone sex! *twichs*"
Bobby:
"Its not smut! Its radio disney!"
Dale:
"What do you got under Mr.Party Pooper? Some party poop?"
Hank:
"There better be a naked cheerleader under your bed!"
Bobby:
"Thats my purse! I don't know you!"
Khan:
"Don't explain a homerun, you'll have a heart attack"
Hank:
"That boy ain't right."
Hank:
"Why would anyone do drugs when they could just mow a lawn?"
Hank:
"I need a gnome. Not just any gnome, a Winklebottom."
Salesman:
"A Winklebottom? Why not just ask me to move a rainbow?"
Hank:
"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or just weird."
Peggy:
"You be careful too, Hank. You're going down there with a liver, two kidneys and no timeshare. I expect you to come back the same way."
Hank:
"If an at-risk kid can't get me to order Sports Illustrated, no one's going to sell me a timeshare."