a prostitute] So, is there any tread left on the tires? Or at this point would it be like throwing a hot dog down
Lois: You're drunk
Peter: No, I'm just exhausted 'cause I've been up all night drinking.
Stewie: Hey, Mother, I
come bearing a gift. I'll give you a hint. It's in my diaper and it's not a toaster.
Meg: Mom guess
what! I made the Flag Girl squad
Stewie: Flag Girl? Ummmm, yes good for you... Now you
can be somewhere else when the boys don't call!
Peter: Oh my god, Brian, there's
a message in my Alphabits. It says, 'Oooooo.'
Brian: Peter, those are Cheerios.
my vision for our future comes true: 'a chicken in every pot and a cap in every ass'.