Welcome to Conspiracy Con! Will you be paying with untraceable bitcoin or... [the man holds a money jar up to him] A big jar of filthy change. Nice. Keepin' it O.G. [he hand the attendee a badge and sprays him with two different bottles] Now, here's your badge and two pumps of deer urine to repel Bigfoot-- and a little CK One, because now you smell like piss.
“Paranoid Frandroid” · Season 15
In this episode: Roger (3), Klaus (2), Stan Smith (1), Francine Smith (1), Snot (1)
Francine. Celery? Those better be giant gummy celeries, or I'm gonna have a full meltdown.
Sorry, I didn't get to the market yesterday. Stan, you'd tell me if you were a lizard, right?
Okay, I'll bite. What in God's name are you talking about?
Roger's hosting Conspiracy Con in the attic.
That's what going on up there? I assumed those creeps were here for a Roger sex thing.
Don't beat yourself up, Stan. We're also having sex. [he pulls a box of aluminum foil out of one of the kitchen drawers] The electro-radiation booth's running low on foil. [chuckling] Those guys use it for everything. The condoms hurt like hell, but I'm not ready to be a mother.
Oh, crap! The foil got lost inside me. Francine, if you're going to the store, pick me up some Plan B and a magnet!
LMrs. Lonstein
Air hockey?
No thanks, I don't feel like playing.
LMrs. Lonstein
Aw, you're gonna make me play with myself?
DDel
You ruined it! You ruined it when you sat on that fish's face!
What's happening, Steve? [sobbing]
Yep, that's a wrap on Chesterbrook!
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