April 15, 2011 | 0 Comments
Coach [to Ruckle]: Well you live in Texas now. You love the game of football. You just don’t know it yet.
Coach [to Ruckle]: Well you live in Texas now. You love the game of football. You just don’t know it yet.
Coach Taylor: Why don’t you come try out for me? Hastings Ruckle: Because then I’d have to deal with a bunch of roided up toolbags trying…
Billy: The way I look at it, I was kinda a coach to you, right? Tim: Coach was my coach Billy.
Slammin’ Sammy Meade: Don’t ya just love summer in Texas? Seven AM and I’m already sweatin’ like a whore in church.
Eric: What you doing tonight? Tami: Nothing. Eric: I’ll go get the wine.
Luke: Dear Lord, please let me get some more drugs before Friday.
Matt: Hey, Julie, how you been? Julie: I can’t talk to you right now.
Employee: Did you rob a bank? Riggins: You’re not gonna tell anyone, are you?
Eric: Tm Riggins is gonna be a father?!?
Becky: I can’t take care of this baby. I can’t.