King Of The Hill Porn Story: Hanks Revenge – Chapter 1

Hanks
Revenge

Chapter
1: Plotting

Hank
Hill was very furious at this point. He sat impatiently in his
office at a propane store called Strickland Propane. Hank looked out
his window and watched the other employees selling propane and
propane accessories. Hank was the assistant manager of Strickland
Propane, and he was very proud of his job. Hank looked up at the
clock on the wall behind him. It was 4:59 pm. He had one minute
left before his boss, Mr. Buck Strickland, would let him leave the
office. Hank sat at his small brown desk with a million receipts and
contracts from propane customers. Hanks office had panel wood
walls and a gray filing cabinet. Behind him was also a map of Texas,
Mexico, and the surrounding areas.

Hank had
no other work to do, so he took off his thick, square rimmed glasses
and wiped them with his pale blue collared shirt. Most of the
employees wore pale blue shirts at Strickland Propane. Mr.
Strickland, however, was usually seen wearing a white collar shirt
with a blue necktie and a black suit. Hank put his glasses back on,
and he scratched his thick brown hair. Hank was fortunate to still
have a full head of hair while in his early 40s. Two of his
friends, Bill Dauterive and Dale Gribble were not so lucky, though.

Hank
heard the clock click to 5:00, so he got up and began to leave the
office. Boy was he in a hurry to leave. He was so angry with his
wife, Peggy. Peggy had lately wanted to make out with Hank, but
their son, Bobby, accidentally kicked Hank in the groin when Hank was
teaching Bobby self-defense. As a result, Hank was still sore from
the accident, and he could not make out with Peggy. Peggy did not
like that, though, and it just so happened that Bill Dauterive had a
crush on Peggy. He came over to the Hills house one night to see
Peggy, and they made out. What Hank found even more disgusting was
that his niece, Luanne Platter, and even Bobby were sleeping in bed
with Bill and Peggy. Hank chased Bill over to his house and beat him
up. However, Peggy chose to stay with Bill at his house since Hank
was not useful in bed. Ever since the day Peggy walked into
Bills house, Hank had been feeling very disgusted.

Hank
left his office and entered the showroom, which was a rather small
room with red carpet and panel wood walls. There was a main desk in
the back. Throughout the little room, there were several propane
grills setup for display. Next to the entrance, an American flag
hung. Just as Hank was about to leave Strickland Propane, he heard
Mr. Strickland speak to him. Ah, ah, ah, Hank, dont leave just
yet. Ive got one more thing for you to do, he said. Hank
turned to face Mr. Strickland, who had balding gray hair.

Yes,
Mr. Strickland? Hank asked.

Hank,
could you take those bad propane tanks to the dump? Mr. Strickland
asked, pointing to a stack of three propane tanks in the corner of
the store. Joe Jacks delivering some tanks, so he cant do
it right now, and I need those tanks out immediately.

Sure,
Mr. Strickland, Hank said. Hank walked to the back of the store
and got a blue hand truck. He loaded the propane tanks onto it and
rolled the tanks outside. Hank took the ramp, which was next to the
stairs. Hank rolled the hand truck to his red Ford F-150 pickup
truck. It was a very large truck with all the new bells and
whistles. Hed bought it as a replacement for his old Ford Ranger,
which got totaled in a train wreck.

Hank
loaded the propane tanks into his truck, and then he rolled back the
hand truck into the store. See you later, Hank, Mr. Strickland
said.

Bye,
sir, Hank said, shutting the door. He then got into his big truck
and started the engine. The truck roared as it started, and it
growled as Hank stepped on the accelerator. That truck sure had
loads of power! Hank left Strickland Propane and headed off several
miles to the dump. He took a lonely country road and traveled very
quickly along the way. He couldnt wait to get back home so that
he could unwind with his friends. He had to tell them how angry he
felt about Peggy. Maybe that would make him feel better.

Hank got
to the dump and saw its rickety wooden fence and wooden sign that
said, Jensons Refuge. Hank drove his truck into the dump
and stopped it when he got to a pile of propane tanks that had
accumulated. He shut off the power to the truck, and everything
suddenly got much quieter. Hank unloaded the three propane tanks and
placed them near the pile. Then, he got back in his truck and
started it. He then drove back to the neighborhood to be with his
friends.

TIME
LAPSE 30 minutes later

Yep,
Dale said.

Mm-hmm,
Boomhauer mumbled. He then looked over the fence where they stood
out. It bordered Hanks property. Boomhauer saw Hank coming out
of his house and heading to the alley to talk to them. Hey-man,
here-come-dang-ol-Hank, man, Boomhauer said quickly.

Hank
stormed over to the guys. Dale had his usual orange cap, which
covered his balding reddish brown hair. He had shiny sunglasses,
which he almost never removed in public. Dale had his usual brown
shirt on and blue jeans. A half-smoked cigarette dangled from his
mouth. Boomhauer wore his black shirt and blue jeans, which he also
seemed to wear just about every day of the week. Boomhauer had a
serious face and blonde hair.

Hey,
Hank, youre here, Dale said. Lets start the conversation
over, Boomhauer, Dale said.

Mm-hmm,
Boomhauer said.

Yep,
Dale said.

Yep,
Boomhauer said.

Yep,
Dale said.

You-dang-ol-already-said-dang-ol-yep,
man, Boomhauer said.

Guess
its my turn, Hank said. Yep, he said, sounding
irritated.

Whats
the matter with you? Still mad about Peggy? Dale asked.

No,
Dale, Im mad because the sky is blue, he said sarcastically.
OF COURSE IM MAD ABOUT PEGGY! he shouted.

Dang-ol-Bill-man-got-dat-dang-ol-Peggy,
man, Boomhauer said.

What
I dont understand is that Peggy and I have been married over 20
years, and I have a good, strong body. Im assistant manager of
Strickland Propane and helped raise Bobby. I just dont understand
why Peggy would go to Bill. I mean, hes almost bald, he always
wears an undershirt in public, hes an Army barber, and he got a
divorce. Plus, hes never had any kids. I just dont understand
why Peggy would choose Bill over me. I cant help it if Im not
in the shape to make out. She should be more understanding about
that, Hank said.

Hank,
Peggys just looking for a little fun in her life right now. Shes
a substitute teacher for goodness sakes. Shes stressed out and
tired, she needs a break, Dale said. But I can help you get
her back, Dale said.

Its
a good thing that Bill doesnt come to the alley anymore, Hank
said. Id beat him up even more for stealing my wife!

Dont
worry, Hank. Well get your Peggy back. TO THE BUG-A-BAGO!
shouted Dale.

Minutes
later, Hank, Boomhauer, and Dale were inside Dales bug-a-bago.
The bug-a-bago was basically just a utility van that had a large fake
insect mounted to the roof. On the sides, it also said, Dales
Dead Bug, which was the company that Dale owned and worked for.

Gentlemen,
we will first begin this operation by capturing Bill, Dale said.
Well sneak inside his house when hes at work, and when he
gets back, you guys will grab him and hold him down while I tie him
up. Then, we lock him in his closet while Hank rescues Peggy and
takes her back home. Then, mission accomplished.

That
is the stupidest idea Ive ever heard, Hank said. Im
going to handle this on my own, Hank said, leaving the bug-a-bago.

Sure,
reject my plan, but youll be back! snapped Dale. Besides,
whether you like it or not, Boomhauer and I are going to execute my
plan anyways!

You
do that, Dale. Ive got my own ideas Hank said. Hank went
back home to unwind for the rest of the evening.