Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, it's Hank Hill, the torch guy.

Mostly confusion. See, I didn't--

What are you filled with, sug'? Arlen wants to know.

NANCY: [On TV]The Olympic torch is lit from oie of the few eitities,,,

And I wouldn't be if Dale hadn't baked all day.

This flame traveled 3,000 miles, plus the distance from the sun to Greece.

You see, Bobby? This is what happens when you act happy.

He reminds me of a young Hank Hill, only hairier.

So, this one is yours, too?

And you always turn off the light when you leave a room.

Bobby, you won.

I will not oppose him. And I will not oppose you.

Although, to be true to the ancient Olympians before me...

[Car horn blaring]

-I don't remember competing for anything. -Oh, yeah?