Bobby Hill hadn't done a single thing in months. He just lied in bed and counted the flies, watched television or what have you. Bobby didn't seem to have a problem with it. He even lost immense amounts of weight because he never felt like eating.

"Bobbeh, time to rap!" Hank called.

"I don't feel like it," Bobby replied.

"Son, rapping is a valued tradition in the Hill family. Don't let your ancestors down, Bobbeh."

"To quote Rammstein, ich hab' keine lust."

"Now what's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't fuckin feel like it, dad."

"Goddammit Bobbeh, I'm gonna kick your ass, and then I'm gonna reenact kicking your ass!" Hank then proceeded to kick Bobby's ass.