|Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is,
it probably runs like you - very homosexually.
|I guess the lesson learned here is that it doesn't matter
where everyone is from as long as we're all the same religion.
|Now kids daddy only drank so that the Statue of Liberty would
take her clothes off.
|[Giving a speech running for school board] This is life. So
go and have a ball. Because the world don't move to the beat
of just one drum. What might be right for you may not be right
for some. You take the good, you take the bad, you take them
both and there you have...my opening statement. Sit, Ubu, sit.
|Now I may be an idiot, but there is one thing I am not, sir,
and that, sir, is an idiot.
|Lois Griffin: Okay, one more minute, and then if there are
two pink lines...
Peter Griffin: Oh god, I hope you're not pregnant, we can't
afford another kid. We already got Chris, Stewey, Richie, Joanie,
Greg, Marsha, Bobby, Jan, Mike Seaver, Carol Seaver, Boner,
Urkel, Mr. Furley...
Brian Griffin: Peter those aren't your kids, that's the Nick-at-Night
Peter Griffin: Blanka, Zangeif, Chun-Li, Guile, E. Honda...
Brian Griffin: That's Street Fighter.
Peter Griffin: Red, blue, green...
Brian Griffin: Those are colors.
|Lois Griffin: Together we can do anything: face any foe, overcome
Peter Griffin: Yeah, climb any mountain, rent any video, dial
any phone. And not just our phone, Lois, other people's phones.
Decent phones, God-fearing phones, phones that everybody else
gave up on, but we knew better because we were a team!
Brian Griffin: What the hell are you talking about?
|Peter Griffin: Oh my god, Brian, there's a message in my Alphabits.
It says, 'Oooooo.'
Brian Griffin: Peter, those are Cheerios.
|Peter Griffin: I'm afraid I have some very bad news, your
wife's gonna be a vegetable. You're gonna have to bathe her,
feed her, and care for her for the rest of your life.
Guy: OH MY GOD!
Peter Griffin: No no no, I'm just kiddin. She's dead.
|Lois Griffin: Honey, what do you say we uh...christen these
new sheets, huh?
Peter: Why Lois Griffin, you naughty girl.
Lois Griffin: Hehehe...that's me.
Peter Griffin: You dirty hustler.
Lois Griffin: Hehehehe...
Peter Griffin: You filthy, stinky prostitute.
Lois Griffin: Aha, ok I get it...
Peter Griffin: You foul, venereal disease carrying, street walking
Lois Griffin: Alright, that's enough!