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[through Peter's eyes, which are blindfolded]
Peter, you can take off your blindfold now, we're almost there.
Not yet, I don't wanna ruin my birthday surprise.
[he is actually driving blind]
Then at least let me drive!
Lois, you know it's illegal for women to drive. [cat screeches] A woman driving... [he is now driving through oncoming traffic] [laughs] that's adorable!
[making a birthday wish] I'd sell my soul to be famous.
[cut to Hell; the Devil gets a message instantly]
Oop, I got a live one. Peter Griffin.
Ooh, sorry, chief. Seems he already sold his soul in 1976 for Bee Gees tickets, and again in 1981 for half a Mallomar.
Aw, heck, where's a lawyer when I need one? [behind him, several hundred men holding pitchforks raise their hands]
[after Chris fails to dunk him into the tank] Ha! Boy, you throw like a fish wife. C'mon, ya hairy lubbin' friggin' rod!
Chris, are you gonna take that from a fisherman?
[lividly] NO WAY!!
[he throws his last ball at the target, and it hits, sending the fisherman into the shark-infested tank]
Oh, for the love of Pete!
[a shark eats him]
What the hell is this? I said egg whites only! Are you trying to give me a bloody heart attack?!? [hurls his plate against a wall] Make it again!
[cut to Stewie's room, where later, Stewie sits casually in a chair, doing a "confessional" to the camera]
Ah, the breakfast thing. Yes. It wasn't even about the eggs, really. Frankly, I like the yolks. I do. I have no problem. It's just, there's always been a lot of tension between Lois and me. And it's not so much that I want to kill her. It's just-- I want her not to be alive anymore. I sometimes wonder if all women are this difficult, and then I think to myself: My God, wouldn't it be marvelous if I turned out to be a homosexual?
Aren't you a little young to be traveling alone?
Aren't you a little old to be wearing braces? [man covers mouth, embarrassed]
Hello, operator? Hello? Oh God, that's right, you have to punch in the numbers nowadays. I should know this...oh, yes, 867-5309, that's it. No wait, that's not it. Damn you, Tommy Tutone! [sighs] Only one thing to do. [dials number] 111-1111. Lois? Damn! [dials again] 111-1112. Lois? DAMN! [dials again] 111-1113.
Now don't try and pawn this off on your sister, she's a good girl.
Oh yeah? What about the time she strangled my other sister?
[nervously] Chris, honey, we told you, that was just a bad dream.
But I remember it so clear-
[loudly] It was a dream!
Mr. Toad, how many licks of you does it take to get to the center of a Rhode Island State Prison?
[jail door closes]
Just one.
[eating an apple] Well, well, well. Looks like someone's in love.
HA! That's so funny I forgot to laugh...excluding that first "HA."
Uh-huh. Face it, you're a sucker for a woman with blue eyes.
AHA! Her eyes are GREEN!
AHA! Thank you for proving my point.
DAMN!
Hi! Cookie?
No, no, actually it's Stewie, but...well, well, you can call me "Cookie" if you like. [chuckles nervously] Yes, I, yes, yes, I've also been known to answer to "Artemis," "Agent Buckwald," and "Snake." Yes, yes, I-I rather like "Snake." Snake Griffin... [wiggles his tongue like a snake]
Lois has had the car all week, and it's just been hell gettin' around. I actually had to rent a mustang.
[cut to Peter riding a horse instead of the car. He stops at a gas station and grabs a gas nozzle. He looks for a slot to fill with gas, but can't find any. He then slowly lifts the tail and moves the nozzle towards the anus]
I have asked you in here tonight so that you may perform a service.
What are you gonna make me do? Whack a guy? Off a guy? Whack off a guy? 'Cause I'm married.
[Peter has gotten liposuction]
My God, it's finally happened. He's become so massive he's collapsed into himself like a neutron star.
Wow, Chris, did you lose weight?
Um, maybe. I-I've been working out.
Well, you look wicked skinny. I'm, like, jealous!
Thanks, Meg. I'm jealous of your mustache.
I don't have a mustache...do I?
Oh, honey, it's fine. It makes you look distinguished.
But, Mom!
Now, Meg, I think all my children are beautiful.
[cut to an extremely overweight Stewie sitting on the front doorstep]
Damn you, ice cream! Come to my mouth. How...dare you disobey me? [a passing baby in a stroller waves at him] What are you looking at you...you infantile...stupid? That's right, damn you and such. You can [yawns] go burn in Hell... [falls asleep]
[while Lois is home-schooling the kids, Chris passes a note to Meg]
Chris, is that a note?
...No.
Yes, it is. Would you like to read it for the rest of the class?
...No!
Just read it, lardo.
[reading the note] I think Mrs. Griffin is hot.
Go to your room.
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