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| Topic: Styx & I Had A Baby | |
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Stewie: I say, am I to spend the entire day wallowing around in my own
feces? A little service here. Peter: Hey stinky. Have we got big plans for you. Stewie: Plans? What the devil are you talking about? |
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Stewie Griffin: [after Brian cries hysterically] I guess now we know
what kind of dog he is. A "melancollie". [no response] Stewie Griffin: Oh wait. I should have said "chi wa-wa". [still no response] Stewie Griffin: I don't have to [beep] Stewie Griffin: impress you! |
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Stewie: Ohhh! She has the voice of an angel...not to mention a balcony
you could do Shakespeare from! |
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Lois Griffin: Why don't you take Joe caroling?
Peter Griffin: Yeah, that'd be as fun as a lecture on ontological empiricism. Lois Griffin: What? Peter Griffin: What? |
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(((((((( song, Styx )))))))))))))))
Good nite you two Beautiful Ladies,,,  Love ya 
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(Lois picks Stewie up and puts him in the baby carrier she's wearing)
Put me down, you lazy skank!! |
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LAMom sleep well and sweet dreams...HuGzZz |
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Chris Griffin: You should invent the frisbee! The frisbee is an awesome
toy! Meg Griffin: The frisbee's already been invented. Chris Griffin: Then how come I've never heard of it? |
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Good night Mom (((((((((((Mom)))))))))))))
Stewie: Uh, there's a half-dead-fat-man eating a dead-fat-man...am I the only one who realized? Oh, okay... |
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[Lois is washing Stewie's hair in the sink]
Stewie Griffin: Careful! You're washing a baby's scalp, not scrubbing the vomit out of a Christmas dress, you stupid holiday drunk. |
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Stewie (making fun of the contents of a candy jar at his grandparents'
house): Oh, oh...look at this...a spare key for a Volkswagen Scirocco...they don't even make those any more! They don't even make that car anymore!! Whose keys are these? |
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wheres the rum??
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Later...
Lois: Well it sure was nice of Mayor West to drop the kidnapping charges. Brian: It's amazing. All he asked for in return was the key to a Volkswagen Scirocco. Stewie: You're welcome! |
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Meg Griffin: Guess what I am.
Stewie Griffin: Hmm, let me see. The end result of a drunken backseat gropefest and a damaged prophylactic? |
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Lois: I know you don’t like broccoli Stewie, but you'll thank me when
you grow up big and strong like your father. Stewie: A compelling argument. You've swayed me, woman. Mmmm. That is good. Oh I feel stronger already. Mmmm it's good tasting and good for you Always Rum XD |
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What the deuce?
huh evad lol |
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Peter Griffin: You wanna talk about awkward moments? Once, during sex, I
called Lois "Frank". Your move, Sherlock. |
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I want a bar and a trustworthy woman. wher can i find such a place? : )
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Stewie: Die, Lois!
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Peter Griffin: You all know how observant I am.
TV Announcer: And now back to Star Trek. Peter Griffin: Holy crap. Uhura's black? |
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