The Simpsons

>The Simpsons
>Poorly animated
>Has clip shows

>King of the Hill
>Well animated
>Has 0 clip shows - doesn't even reuse animation like The Simpsons did

Why is this?

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kig of the hill is a white mans show

Dam straight it is boy

King of the Hill also remains firmly grounded in reality, and can't fall back on it's cartoony nature and that's another reason why it's the patrician's choice.

I'd watch KoTH over The Simpsons any day, I've never liked the Simpson, I found it insufferable even as a kid.

Simpsons is an animated cartoon.

KotH was a sitcom that just happened to be animated.

It's not like King of the Hill was well animated for it's entire run. I'm a huge KotH fan but I seriously don't get people who act like post-lucky seasons are the same quality or even really worth watching at all.

Except KOTH isn't locked to one location and doesn't rely on explanation jokes, where something really funny happened, but just off screen

Judge had more integrity. huh huh, or something.

>>King of the Hill
>>Well animated
smooth animations =/= high quality animation
while smooth animation is an important part of creating a good animation, there is more to consider than just how well they put frames together in succession
there's honestly not a lot of animation in king of the hill so it's not saying much

Also, I'm sure that someone will post the gif/webm of the babysitter chewing bart out, which would be an example of good animation

King of the Hill wasn't put on life support 20 years past its prime in order to keep Fox afloat.

If you take in all of Simpsons, and all of King of the Hill

Not only did KOTH stay better written, it still retained quality animation to the end - and didn't turn into a dumpster fire of poorly rendered flash style garbage

>Animated
>Has clip shows

I still don't really know what you mean by that
Early KOTH had a less focused art style, which lead to them sort of relaxing on animation quality
Towards the end, it was even more stiff because they cleaned up the art style, but didn't maintain the fluidity
Sure there were moments where the animation was at least interesting, I recall an episode where Hank and his pals had to tear down the mini mansion because there was a storm and the poorly constructed house threatened to come down on the rest of the houses
But I'd say that KOTH more resembled the poorly rendered flash style of garbage than current episodes of the simpsons do

is he /ourguy/?

Nah senpai you gotta look at garbage shows like Modern Simpsons, Archer, Bob's Burgers, American Dad, Family Guy

Later King of the Hill always looked good and moved well. The earlier seasons were far better though and far more comfy as they had this orange hue that I associate with Texas. A very dry look - whereas later seasons are blue and make me think the series is taking place in Canada.

>Archer,
Decent animation for the last few seasons
It's action oriented so you can really tell where they put the effort in
And when you compare it to the first season, it's leagues ahead

>Bob's burgers
I'd say KOTH and bob's burgers have a similar level of animation
You can see tweening at times, but it's dynamic to the point where it doesn't really matter

>American Dad
Amazing animation
I'm sure there's a different budget than Family guy, because you can even see the different in things as common as regular dialogue

>Family Guy
The worst animation out of all of these
When the characters are talking, they switch between 3 different sets of eye level, arm position, and mouth speed
It's honestly disgusting and they rely too heavily on CGI

And I've said my piece on modern simpsons, it's around the same quality of the later seasons of KOTH
nothing too special, interesting at times, but not much beyond the occasion
And all in all, Simpsons still had better animation than KOTH ever did

of course, you could take the argument to Sup Forums where more people would be able to give input

We're clearly not watching the same shows

The walk cycles on the shows I mentioned are fucking awful. KOTH actually features human beings moving like human beings.

No, KOTH is in no way similar to those garbage shows.

Yea cause Utena didn't have any reused animation at all.

You're honestly going to have to show me some examples of this because aside from Family Guy, I can't really see why you're praising KOTH
I mean, for instance, in most scenes of KOTH where there are more than 4 characters on the screen doing anything, they short change a lot of the motions because it's easier to animate, particularly when there are characters moving in the background

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Watch from here. Look at the camera angles they use even in a season 12 episode. It's still dynamic. It's not reused character tweens runthrough Toonboom or some garbage.

There's a clear quality difference, and it's always been one of the reasons the show is my absolute favorite adult cartoon, beating out classic seasons 1-8 Simpsons for me - because KOTH could evolve and change without compromising itself unlike The Simpsons

who the fuck cares about animation, if the writing sucks.

I feel like a lot of the camera angles were that so they didn't have to show/animate their legs. And the walk cycles they do show are sort of choppy and lightfooted
Also, they just skip a lot of frames, like at somewhere around 18:38, Peggy walks through the door and it looks like she almost teleports slightly because it was too hard to draw her walking behind hank to stand to the left of him

It really looks like they put more effort into the various expressions the characters have than they do everything else, like in every close up the characters will turn their heads a bunch and while it's more realistic to some degree, it wouldn't be on an entirely different level
Because at points like 20:50, they don't turn the rest of their body in conjunction with their heads (just like the arms, maybe, if they're going for some sort of action), so it looks a little bit awkward and shows just how much effort they put into the animation

Look, you're the type of guy that would say MLP has good animation (even though it's total shit and the characters in that move like Bob's Burgers, Archer, Family Guy, American Dad, etc and other modern garbage animated shows)

It's not about having a ton of frames pointlessly to create super fast high motion, because it's not that kind of show. It's about humans moving like humans.

>King Of The Hill is a show about american culture
>american culture praises garbage like Family Guy and The Simpsons
what did Fox mean by this

Seasons 2-8 of the Simpsons had smooth animation with great timing and facial expressions

King of the Hill has pretty dull and bland animation by comparison.

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1. MLP does have good animation, particularly for a flash show (it actually might be animated in toonboom now, I don't keep up with it)

2.>It's about humans moving like humans.
I already pointed out how they don't really move like humans do
They focus in on specific points and actions, but they neglect walking cycles by pointed the camera at their torsos and when they are sitting down the rest of their bodies don't really move with them

3.>It's about humans moving like humans.
Obviously this doesn't apply to all cartoons, especially not MLP, which again, has above average animation

KOTH doesn't represent all of American culture, just a few bits and pieces
Family Guy and the Simpsons portray popular culture, which I guess makes more sense than focusing it to a southern small-ish town POV that only reaches outside of it's typical fare to parody popular culture, which is basically what the simpsons and family guy already do (only in a manner that is appreciated by more people)

This is blatantly wrong. The simpsons is famous for animation errors, especially before they went full cgi

... Go to hell

That one simpsons clip show with Troy McClure was great though rip phil

>1. MLP does have good animation

And your focus on where the camera is placed - tell me more about the widescreen garbage that has every detail available and doesn't hide how horrible everything looks?

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^This is literally the kind of animation you're defending. No weight or depth to the characters. Just flat motion tweens.

Again, MLP's animation is good, particularly for a show animated in flash, particularly the later seasons

>widescreen garbage
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you mean like this?

I've already told you why I think KOTH's animation is mediocre
And they don't even really do anything, which is probably the reason they focus on the face so much

You want to belong so badly.

Jesus christ if you're calling that good

Exactly the problem with modern animation: If they can't animate a frame with a pen on a tablet, they resort to shitty CG.

KOTH was the last decently animated show, and now that it's canceled, all the cartoons left on TV are complete Newgrounds tier garbage.

Cartoons are now made for autists like yourself that enjoy Steven Universe or American Dad lmao

nigger

>Jesus christ if you're calling that good
I honestly don't see what's wrong with MLP's animation
Do you even really know what a tween is?

> If they can't animate a frame with a pen on a tablet, they resort to shitty CG
Again, I don't know if you understand what you're talking about
Sure, there's CG in that clip, but there's plenty of nonCG animation in there
I'm talking about the little things, the foam swirling in the hot tub, God looking at and giving them the gun finger, etc

>Cartoons are now made for autists like yourself that enjoy Steven Universe or American Dad lmao
Steven Universe has better animation than KOTH, which by the way, was not the last decently animated show because it wasn't even decently animated in the first place

If you really think you're right, start a thread on Sup Forums, see what people who watch way more cartoons than you think

>american culture praises garbage like Family Guy and The Simpsons

That's because a lot of idiots think King of the Hill is about a bunch of rednecks solely because it takes place in Texas never giving it a chance.

>see what people who watch way more cartoons than you think

Sup Forums watches more bad cartoons than me, yes. That's really nothing to brag about Mr. Autist Supreme

90's cartoons like Ren & Stimpy or Animaniacs required, you know, effort.

why is anyone even acknowledging the brony? don't fall for obvious ledditers

>Well animated

user.... please stop lying

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King of the Hill's funny moments are few and far between. It's a good show but not very funny like old Simpsons.

>That's really nothing to brag about Mr. Autist Supreme
You're missing the point
Someone who watches more cartoons than you would be able to recognize and review the quality of animation better than your
Sup Forums would give a more definitive answer, but if you aren't completely sure that you're correct, don't go for it

>90's cartoons like Ren & Stimpy or Animaniacs required, you know, effort.
fyi, the creator of Ren & Stimpy now uses flash (or is it toonboom) and his animations have god awful quality, worse than MLP really
What's funny is that while he's been ostracized by the majority of the animation community, Mike Judge is still featured in his work quite often
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>I'm not shitting on mlp and that makes me a brony
I could either respond sarcastically with tons of shitty memes or just tell you you're stupid

Comparing apples and oranges

king of the hill is a show about how the new and old worlds are flawed. The comedy comes from the traditional values not holding up in today's fast-paced world and from the jetsetter values not being well thought-out.

the simpsons is a satire of america. it exaggerates certain aspects of the society in an attempt to show how silly it is.


both shows are great, they are for slightly different audiences. i realize that this is better discussion than most of the threads on Sup Forums, but in the end it's still a mostly pointless discussion.

Honestly while still done in a computer, John K knows what he's doing. I just wish he'd stick to his better designs like Ren & Stimpy or The Ripping Friends (underrated cartoon kino)

But yeah, no. I've watched a ton of cartoons, and as they started looking worse, I stopped watching them

You like the garbage on Adult Swim, basically like ATHF or Space Ghost Coast to Coast, essentially podcasttoons, where you don't even have to pay attention to what you're watching because of how poorly animated they are as they focus on the mostly unfunny dialogue.

>You like the garbage on Adult Swim
>koth was on adult swim
???

>where you don't even have to pay attention to what you're watching
Yeah, wouldn't that just mean there'd be better dialogue because they don't have to focus on animation?
You don't have to think the dialogue was funny, but most people enjoy the dialogue
And it's a niche show, so it's not like it's one of those "people like it so it must be good" deals
Also, ATHF isn't a show you can just listen to and still fully understand what's going on
KOTH is more of a show like that if I'm being honest

>KOTH is more of a show like that if I'm being honest
For got to add this, it's because there aren't a lot of visual gags like in other shows

>>koth was on adult swim

Syndicated. I was talking about original programming you pedantic shithead

There are a lot of visual gags in KOTH. Unlike in those other garbage shows you worship, they're subtle background character reactions a lot of the time.

>they're subtle background character reactions
that's hardly a visual gag
why would the gag be an appropriate reaction to a situation
why wouldn't you just let the audience have the reaction?

>Unlike in those other garbage shows you worship
I really don't understand where this hate is even coming from
You don't have to like the shows, but you're just being unnecessarily negative

> original programming
You mean like Black Dynamite and the Boondocks, both of which premiered in the last decade and had far superior animation than KOTH
is that what you meant when you said last decently animated show?
Brad Neely's shows have also had decent animation
And don't even get me started on Superjail

>You mean like Black Dynamite and the Boondocks, both of which premiered in the last decade and had far superior animation than KOTH

Boondocks is anime styled and not what we're talking about. Boondocks was made when there were no more good American studios to animate cartoons properly.

>And don't even get me started on Superjail

Another awful numale show. I bet you enjoy Mr Pickles and Axecop too.

>Boondocks is anime styled and not what we're talking about
How is that not what we're talking about? it's an American show that existed during the same time period as KOTH, especially KOTH's later seasons, which is exactly what we're talking about

Speaking of good American studios, how about Titmouse, the guys who did MotorCity, which had amazing animation

>Another awful numale show
My point of bringing it up was that it has great animation
I prefered Axecop as a webcomic
and Mr. Pickles wasn't my cup of tea

You bringing up other things to discredit my point in the most round about way instead of actually arguing against them is the most bullshit thing you've done in this entire reply chain

Why?
Why even bother?
It's not even a good argument

At first Bill was disgusted by the thought that had quickly flitted through his meager brain. He easily pushed it out to make way for the barren loneliness, self-loathing, obsession with Lenore, and general emptiness that were his mind's usual stock and trade. But the thought returned. Rarely at first, but soon with increasing frequency. It was hard for him to remember time anymore, beyond whether it was morning, noon, or night. But now what he knew was a sick and disgusting thought crawled through and overpowered his feeble psyche for all three.
Quietly, remembering his basic training for the Army, Bill stalked through the Hills' lawn and slid their back patio door open. He lifted his arms above his head and turned sideways, and as he entered the peak of his large stomach grazed the edge of the door. His fat buttocks brushed against the doorframe.

It has just as many funny moments, it's just more subtle and not something you can watch in the background like most other cartoons.

you're both just talking past each other and you both value different things in animation than the other one. I don't see why you're continuing this discussion, there's not really a point to it

As he walked in the dark through the kitchen and living room that he had insinuated himself into so many times before, but now took as his own, he briefly, in his low way, realized that his stink was noticeable in this clean home. He had not smelled himself in his own, dirty hovel. He did not think it would wake the Hills and get in the way of what he planned to do, at least not this early on. So he squatted to untie his is filthy boots, which covered fungus-infested feet, and stepped out of them. As he rubbed the top layer of the foot infection into the Hills' long, clean, shag carpet, he smiled. It felt good, but he was also thinking of the time that a charlatan had convinced Hank that the house had a mold problem. It was not a cruel smile, but a nostalgic one. Old Hank had been so worried about a little mold. Bill shook his head slightly. He lumbered, breathing heavily but very quietly, toward Bobby's room.

Bobby, for a brief break in Bill's fevered imaginations a human being again, ceased his death struggle. Now Bill could do as he wished with the piglet. Bill realized that he had ejaculated a copious amount of semen into his pants at some point during the strangulation of the piglet. He had not noticed when it happened. It did not matter. There was more where that came from. He slowly unbuttoned the piglet's nightshirt, and slid off its pajama pants. It had not been wearing underwear. Again, Bill giggled quietly under his breath.

>you're both just talking past each other
I'd like to think I'm addressing his points and offering counterpoints based on the evidence he produces, but alright

Judge had made billions on beavis and butt face so the studios take risk on he

His anger grew again, hotter and darker this time, as he thrust into the piglet's fat little body. He further twisted the bent-backward arm and both heard and felt the tendons snap. With his other hand he punched the back of the piglet's head twice, and then pressed its face into the pillow as hard as he could, continuing to wrench the arm, now only connected by loose flesh, around.
Bill clenched his teeth, seized violently three, then four, then five times, and was finished with the piglet. He slid slowly out, savoring the sensation. He wrapped the piglet in the bed covers, and whispered in the dead boy's ear, "piggys in a blanket," then he giggled again under his breath to himself and walked casually out of the room, pausing for a moment to take one last look at his work, before heading back toward through the living room and toward the garage. He had not bothered to dress himself, or even wipe the blood, semen or grime from his fat, hairy flesh. On

his way to the garage, he stopped in the living room and defecated on the Hills' coffee table, smearing the feces around with his wide, hairy, rear end.

How many times had he been in this garage, obediently doing as Hank had told him, begging only for the company and attention of his friends and their families? Bill was a stupid and forgetful man, but he knew exactly where Hank kept the duct tape, the tie-down straps for his truck, the drill bits and the power drill -- right on its charger of course.

Bill gathered these things and began to walk back into the house. He stopped then, turned, and went back to the workbench for Hank's largest claw hammer, which was hanging in its place on the pegboard. Quietly he walked back through the living room, his eyes and nose fixed on the pile of filth he had left smeared across the Hills' coffee table. The reek was terrible, even by his standards. He knew he would have to hurry now, before the smell woke Hank and Peggy. This angered him, as he wanted to take his time and make the evening last. But he would only have to hurry through the next few steps. Then he could take all the time that he wanted, at least until morning.

He walked into the master bedroom feeling, for the first time in years, since his high school football or early Army days, powerful. Quietly he laid everything but the claw hammer at the foot of the bed. Hank stirred. Bill strode across the room, knocked Peggy's glasses from the nightstand, raised the hammer high in his right hand, and dropped his filthy stomach, with a fair amount of his own semen and their son's blood still covering it, over Peggy’s face, as he brought the hammer down, hard and square on Hank's temple.

Hank kicked and spasmed once but after that was still. Bill couldn't check if he was still breathing because Peggy was struggling under him. She was a strong woman, of course, but her strength did not match Bills' massiveness. "Peggy," Bill said breathily, "stop fighting or I will hurt Bobby." She froze, and Bill giggled through pursed lips. His penis was hardening again.

>smooth animations =/= high quality animation
This
I was watching the episode where hank uses crack as fish bait, there's a bunch of animation errors, namely waves/water reflections moving through their faces

"Don't you move, and don't you make a sound, or I'll hurt Bobby, remember?" Bill said as he slowly began to drag his foul weight across and off of Peggy's face. Once he was off, Peggy blinked through her grimaced face. She instinctively felt for her glasses, and whispered "Hank. Hank?" With her other hand she reached for her husband and felt sticky wetness. She gasped "Hank!" Bill had seen enough and could stand no more of this disobedience -- she was both moving and talking. Holding the hammer in his other hand, he punched her savagely three, perhaps five times in the head and face with his left hand. As he did so he screamed, "Damn you Lenore! Do as you are told!"

A wave of worry shook Bill. How loud had that been? Could any of the Gribbles, or Souphanousinphones heard? Probably not Boomhaur. He tried to remember if he had ever heard Hank yell from his house. It was no use, his dull mind could not recall.

Peggy was not the kind of woman who becomes hysterical, even at a time like this, but Bill could tell she was scared, shocked, and dazed. He giggled. Hank groaned. Bill walked quickly around the bed and hit him with the hammer again, this time in the forehead. Peggy moaned and sobbed "Hank...please stop." As Bill tossed the hammer to the pile with the other things and pulled Hank's limp body off of the mattress and drug it towards the foot of the bed he said, "Now Peggy, I hurt you and you just kept going. So now I'm gonna hurt Bobby. If you keep going I'll hurt him worse." He giggled again, thinking to himself of the boy's already lifeless body in the bedroom down the hall.

Bill could sense in the darkness that Peggy had become tense and rigid on the bed when he said that her little man would be harmed. This excited him. As Bill used the duct tape to hog-tie Hank, he realized that his penis was again fully erect. Lust filled him.

The new episodes of Beavis and Butthead were actually REALLY fucking good too. Then MTV goes and cancels it. Do they own the rights or something? It would be fucking PERFECT for adult swim. The way they made fun of Jersey Shore and 16 and Pregnant was incredible.

kys my man

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He stood and walked back to the head of the bed. At this angle, his befouled, turgid penis and hairy, stinking testicles, matted in sticky wetness, were at level with, and no more than six inches away from, Peggy's face. "You've done me wrong, Lenore," Bill said, panting, "Now you're going to do me right." He reached roughly with both hands to twist Peggy's head, and with it Peggy's mouth, toward him. She resisted in disgust, but two hard punches to her jaw loosened both her neck and her mouth. Bill shoved the first three fingers of each hand into her mouth, pulling her top and bottom teeth apart, and then pushed his penis, the penis that had been in Peggy's dead son's anus less than half an hour ago, into the gap between.

The combination of Bill's pent up frustration with Lenore and his long-simmering desire for Peggy led him to ejaculate quickly down her throat. As he pulled his penis, now cleansed of the piglet’s blood and feces and his own semen but not the bluish-green fungus that grew at its tip, out of Peggy's mouth, she vomited. "Hmmm, looks like someone made a tasty dinner tonight but didn't invite me" Bill said in a friendly voice. He then took the duct tape and tie-down straps from the foot of the bed. He decided that he had heard enough from women in this life -- enough of their lies, enough of their insults, enough of their rejection, enough of their shrill arguments. He had no more use for Peggy's mouth, so he taped it shut as she continued to dry heave. He then used the tie-downs to strap Peggy to the bed, with wrists secured to the headboard and her spread legs tied to the footboard at the ankles.

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He walked into the Hills' master bathroom, with the dual sinks. Anger and jealousy were all that washed over him therein at this small reminders, the two sinks, of the quietly loving marriage that the Hill shared. He found a pair of long scissors under what seemed to be Peggy's sink.

Bill laid down on the bed next to Peggy, his face inches from hers, and said "You know Peggy I'm a barber and I don't hardly ever get to use any scissors. It's because I'm a barber for the Army. I bet you didn't know that about me. It's because in the Army you only get to use clippers most of the time." He ran his fingers through her hair, which was short for a woman's, but seemed long to him, with his own male pattern baldness and his life where virtually the only human beings he had any contact with were men, many of them shaved or crew-cut grunts. He slowly waved the scissors in front of her face, giggling. He grasped a lock of her hair between his thumb and index finger pulled, and snipped it off with the scissors, leaving only a crookedly-cut half-inch or so. He sprinkled the hair down the length of her body. Then he repeated the process. And again, each time pulling a random lock of hair and snipping it. Peggy seemed to have been crying when he returned from the bathroom; he thought it was from the forced fellatio. Now the tears streamed down her face. This charged Bill's anger yet again. What right did this woman, with her home and marriage and child and body parts have to cry? On the next cut Bill again pulled up a lock of hair, but instead of simply cutting it dug the sharp tips of the scissors into Peggy's head around the hair before cutting out hair, roots, and a small piece of scalp. Peggy screamed through the duct tape. At the foot of the bed Hank groaned again, and said weakly "Peg...Peggy...the boy..." Bill decided it was time to put the power drill to use.

He got up and walked to the foot of the bed and lifted Hank's hog tied body, putting him on his knees with his shoulders leaned back against the foot of the bed. Hank was grunting, moaning, and squinting in the darkness. Bill picked up the power drill and chose a medium-sized bit. He stared at Hank as he fixed the bit in the drill. Bill squeezed the trigger twice quickly, and the whirring whine of the drill seemed to confuse Hank as it caught his attention. Billed reached out with his other arm and dug the tip of his thumb into the bleeding welt where his had earlier his Hank on the temple with the hammer. Hank jerked and groaned. Bill's face was only inches from Hank's in the darkness and he could see Hank's eyes roll back in his head. His head then fell forward -- he had passed out again.
Bill took his hand away from the wound and went to Hank's nightstand. Hank's glasses were still there, and the scissors still lay on the bed near Peggy's face. Bill turned on the lamp, and took the glasses and scissors to the foot of the bed. He set down the drill, scissors, and glasses a few feet from Hank, stood up took a step back, grasped his half-flaccid penis in his right hand, pressed the butt of his palm into his lower back, and released a jet of hot, stinking urine onto Hank's head, face, neck, chest, and stomach. After a few seconds Hank began to stir. After a few more he was shaking his head back and forth weakly, spitting, coughing, and gagging. After what seemed like more than a minute, and several squirts and shakes, Bill had no urine left in him. He picked up the glasses, which only had a few drops of urine on them, and gently placed them on Hank's face. Then he picked up the drill again.

Hank blinked, and squinted at the monster that stood before him. "B-Bill? Bill! No!" His head fell forward and he began to shake, sniffle, and sob. "Why are you doin' this?" Hank asked, his voice a mixture of sadness, pain, and disappointment. "We're friends."

"Friends?" Bill asked. "Look at me. Look at my life. How could a friend let this happen to me?" Bill asked. Then, in an overblown voice that showed his sarcasm "I know, because you've got it so rough. It doesn't matter that you have a wife and a boy," at this he turned his head to side to suppress the giggle that had begun to force its way up his throat, "a wife and boy, a family. No, none of that matters because poor Hank has a narrow urethra. Poor Hank's narrow urethra is why he can't help old Bill."

"Well friend, I'm your friend, and I want to help you with your narrow urethra" Bill said as he picked up the scissors. He stuck them in the leg of Hanks boxer shorts. "Please Bill, no." Hank said quietly. "Why not, friend?" Bill asked, "I just want to help you, we're friends, right?" He cut off Hank's boxer shorts and picked up the drill.

"Bill please..." Hank whispered as Bill picked up the drill with his right hand and grasped and pulled Hank's shriveled penis with his left. "Please help you with your narrow urethra?" Bill asked, "Sure thing friend!" Bill pulled the drill's trigger and plunged the bit into the hole in his fist where he squeezed Hank's penis. Bill felt his left hand become warm and wet, he could also feel the vibration of drill in his right hand and the vibration of the bit in his lift as it dug deeper and deeper into the rubbery flesh of Hank's penis, poring out a larger and larger hole. Hank was screaming. Bill had only heard Hank scream in pain once, the moment he broke his ankle in the Texas state high school football championship game. That was nothing compared to this, though. When all Bill could feel in his left hand was a warm, wet mess, he began to worry that he might hurt himself with the drill bit. He released the trigger, and without bothering to reverse the drill, yanked the bit out of the hanging, tattered flesh that used to be Hank's penis. Hank threw his head back, wept, and whimpered. Bill threw the drill in the corner of the room, and wiped his hand across pimply, hairy, chest. "There, now you don't have a narrow urethra anymore!" Bill said proudly. He realized Peggy was emitting short panicked screams, muffled by the duct tape, and thrashing around against the tie downs.

Bill picked up the hammer and thumbed the claw end. It wasn't exactly sharp, but it would do. Standing over Peggy, with a terrible grimace on his face, Bill raised the hammer, and brought the claw end down hard, digging it into her skull and scalp near where he had cut the flesh earlier. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she tensed once and then went limp. Bill pounded his palm against the head of the hammer, digging the claws in deeper. When he was satisfied that they were deep enough, he pushed down firmly on Peggy's face with one hand and jerked back roughly on the handle of the hammer the other. It was working! A large gash opened on Peggy's forehead, and on the third jerk it connected with where he had previously cut her. By the fourth pull the gash was big enough for Bill to get the tips of the four fingers on the hand he had been using to pull on the hammer into it. Grasping the flap of scalp between his fingertips and thumb, and pushing down hard on Peggy's head with his other hand, Bill pulled back as hard as he could, and ripped half of Peggy's scalp off of the top of her skull. He kept pulling, but the angle wasn't right, and he couldn't get the rest of her scalp off. He got the scissors and squeezing as tightly as he could, he was able to cut through the flesh and hair that he had pulled away. He placed it delicately on top of his own, bald, head. "Not a bad job of barbering," he said, "Not a great job, but not a bad job either!"

He then walked to the foot of the bed, and roughly and awkwardly pulled Hank, who was still hog tied, up and laid him on top of Peggy, so that the top of Hank's head was near Peggy's chin and Hanks knees were at the bottom the bed between Peggy's spread ankles. The piece of Peggy's scalp fell off his head in the process and when he bent to pick it up and put it back in place he saw the enormous puddle of blood that had been soaking into the Hills' bedroom carpet. He spread Hank's knees to get a better look at the destroyed genitals. Indeed, Hank no longer had a narrow urethra. Instead, there was a gaping, bloody hole, with tattered pieces of flesh all around it. This gave Bill's feeble and diseased mind a sick idea.

He climbed onto the foot of the bed between Hanks spread knees, between Peggy's spread ankles, wiggling his fat, pale, filthy, gory, stinking body into position. He could feel the warm wetness of Hank's new hole on the end of his penis, but he was flaccid. It had been a busy night. Bill closed his eyes, leaned his head back, reached began his legs, and began to rub his fungal, dirty penis with his hand, lubricating it with Hank's blood. He thought of Lenore, of the piglet, of Peggy and of Hank. After a few moments, his penis began to stiffen for the third time of the evening. As it did, he slid it into the gaping wound where Hank's manhood used to reside. Hank began to stir and awaken as Bill's thrusts hit their stride. Hank began to whimper. Bill cried out in ecstasy, "Billdozer, Billdozer, Billdozer!" repeating his high school football nickname again and again. This chant slowly dissolved into feral grunts and growls as the last pretenses of humanity left Bill, and he became an animal overwhelmed by rage and lust. He climaxed hard into Hank's ruined pelvis.

Bill withdrew himself and stepped back. He walked to the dresser and found a pair of socks. Hank was coughing and dry heaving. He had vomited on Peggy at some point. Bill stuffed the wadded socks into Hank's mouth wrapped the duct tape around Hanks head several times to secure them there. Bill had heard of something called a "thousand mile stare" in the Army, but had never understood what it meant until he looked into Hank's eyes as he gagged him.

Bill walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway, returning to the piglet's room. He took the bundled body in his massive flabby arms, and carried it to his parent's bedroom, where he laid, it face to face, with it's father. Hank began to shake violently, as if having a seizure, at this, and passed out.

Next Bill went to the garage and got two of the four tanks of propane Hank kept there. That man sure does love propane, Bill thought, smiling his nostalgic smile and shaking his head. He also took the full can of gasoline Hank kept by the lawnmower. He carried the gas can and propane tanks to the Hill's bedroom, he opened the valves on the tanks, and walked out of room, pouring gas from the can on the floor and shutting the door behind him. He then continued to pour the trail of gas on the carpet into the living room, where he set the can down by the couch.

He went to the kitchen, and found a box of matches. In the refrigerator, he found a six-pack of Alamo beer in cans. He held the box of matches and the single empty ring of the six-pack in one hand. He walked to the telephone and with his free hand lifted it, dialed 9-1-1, and dropped it to the floor. Bill walked into the living room and sat on the couch, putting his feet up and sinking his fungus-infested heels in to the stinking feces he had left on the coffee table. It stank so badly, he could barely smell the gasoline soaking the carpet beside him, and he couldn't smell the propane yet at all. He opened the first beer and took a long drink. Then he belched loudly, and said to himself "Yup, I'm the king of the hill now."

THE END

>Not getting the joke

> I've never liked the Simpson, I found it insufferable even as a kid.

How lucky for you.
Now is the time you can go back and objectively watch the show with a clean slate.
Now that you arent an 8 year old, youll be able to actually enjoy it.

I was just like you, I hated the show as a kid.
I watched the "every simpsons ever" marathon just to shitpost in the threads and fell in love.

there werent plans to renew the series they just wanted to do episodes for one of the anniversarys.

Is this nigga really comparing the animation realism of cartoons?

Ironically that's what he'd say.

There's actually a guy in this thread who thinks American dad and MLP have "amazing animation" and are tagging on King of the hill? Mate honestly fucking kill yourself you are a spastic who was never animated in his life