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September 14, 2009
Dang it all
I'll tell you what: last night's finale episode of King of the Hill was a strangely affecting experience in our house, despite being around a thousand or so miles over the rolling hills of the Republic from Arlen, TX. "To Sirloin, with Love" was one of the more fitting, and satisfying, series conclusions I have seen. It somehow reassures me to know that, somewhere, out there, Hank and Bobby finally found communion over that sacred flame .... even if it arose from propane and propane accessories.
Posted by dag at September 14, 2009 7:15 PM