January 25, 2013 | 0 Comments
Hank: Can I bring anything back for you damaged fu-kers? Some coke? Some heroine? Some Pink Taco?
Hank: Can I bring anything back for you damaged fu-kers? Some coke? Some heroine? Some Pink Taco?
Faith: What’s so bad about taking a vacation from your life?
Marcy: We fool ourselves into thinking we can make them into these sensitive little p-ssy eaters we can sit and watch The Bachelor with.
Hank: I guess I see myself as an enthusiast. A drug and alcohol enthusiast.
Hank: I feel like the good lord himself picked me up with his bare hands, laid me down on a bed of rusty nails, pinned my ankles behind…
Hank: I know I’m a big fan of the bye bye pain juice, but I don’t think I’m an alcoholic do you?
Charlie: Now there is the surly mean spirited bastard I know and love. He’s back!
Hank: Worst intervention ever.
Charlie: Some crazy bitch tries to kill you, you defend her honor. Your best friend tries to help you, you punch him in the face?
Hank: I like my stink.