When you’re Hank Hill and you realize you can’t grasp reality anymore and begin contemplating suicide because of this. You don’t know right from wrong anymore. You don’t know what life is anymore. You slip into a deep depression and try to kill yourself by overdose. But instead you slip into a 4 year coma from which doctors are skeptical you will awaken from. 4 years later, you beat the odds and awaken. A few days later you leave the hospital and realize life is going to be okay and with a big, optimistic grin on your face, you cross the street. But then you get struck by a speeding truck, dying instantly. Who was the driver? Your son, Bobby. That boy ain’t right, I tell you what.

When you’re Hank Hill and you realize you can’t grasp reality anymore and begin contemplating suicide because of this. You don’t know right from wrong anymore. You don’t know what life is anymore. You slip into a deep depression and try to kill yourself by overdose. But instead you slip into a 4 year coma from which doctors are skeptical you will awaken from. 4 years later, you beat the odds and awaken. A few days later you leave the hospital and realize life is going to be okay and with a big, optimistic grin on your face, you cross the street. But then you get struck by a speeding truck, dying instantly. Who was the driver? Your son, Bobby. That boy ain’t right, I tell you what.