When a non-meddling non-reporter doesn't stick his nose where it doesn't belong, the holler goes on HIGH ALERT!
When Hurlan discovers that his calling is to be a doctor, his sister, Hurshe, takes advantage of his crotch generosity.
When Boss Hoss Heartshe dies, who will inherit the town? The answer is a secret you can never know! (Answer: his secret son.)
Hambrosia and Hurshe use the greatest weapons of all time to get control of the holler: hand chops, doll-napping and murder.
Boss Hoss Heartshe decides its high time Hurlan, his head man-boy in charge cracks the nut of the town curse.
Sometimes low-class people require high-tech solutions. And the bible.
Witch sister'll win the Miss Heartshe crown: Hurshe or Hambrosia? Pageant judge Hurlan will try dying... or die trying!
Good things only come to those who crawl desperately into living cadavers.
The mind is a terrible thing. Viva Cerebroheims!
yrotanalpxe-fles (Hold mirror up to this text, then to your own face. You have just confronted collective despair.)
Sometimes you just gotta get away from it all, in order to destroy the entirety of civilization.
Hambrosia teaches Doc that death is a gift, but Doc exchanges it for a thinly veiled metaphor concerning the complexities of the abortion debate.
The only thing more brainless than a dumb guy is a dumb guy with a brain.
Destiny spelled sdrawkcab is Mee Maw.
A mysterious stranger shows Heartshe, the rock hard way, that humanity is a celestial continuum.
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