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One Winged Angel101010-_-
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 Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 1:53 pm
Stewie: Wait wait wait i know this. 867-5309 yes that's it. no wait D**N you Tommy Tutone. There's only one thing to do. 111-1111 Lois? D**n. 111-1112 Lois? D**n. 111-1113 Lois? D**n.
Peter: Our relationship can not be measured in n**ples and dimes. I mean nickels and b**bs. Money. I'll be upstairs.
Brian: Hi Luke.
Luke: Have we met?
Brian: I was born here.
Luke: Lots of dogs been born here. Which one were you again?
Brian: I was the one who could talk.
Luke BRIAN!!! Betty look who it is.
Luke: That's not true. Biscuit loved all her puppies.
Stewie: *snickers* Biscuit.
Mr. Herbert: We can settle this like civilized and s*xy teenagers. Whoever swallows the most Tylenol PM wins.
Stewie: Oh you sick sick little moo cow.
Quagmire: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put "U" and "I" together.
Cleveland: Oh Quagmire, you're what the spaniards call "El Terrible."
Stewie: D**n it to pus-spewing, blood-gutted h*ll.
*The Evil Monkey from Chris' closet points at Peter*
Peter: Stop it Meg.
Peter: Dr. Hartman r*ped me.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 4:38 pm
Herbert:Hey paperboy,You like popsicles?
Chris:Yea I like popsicles
Herbert:I got some popsicles in the cellar why don't you go down there and get one?
Chris:Haha your funny well bye!
Herbert sad whispering)Get yo fat a** back here
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:44 pm
Hey you get the **** out.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 12:14 pm
Quagmire: OH! OH! THAT'S A STROKE!!
Peter: I just tapped my ball Quagmire
Quagmire: OH, YOU JUST TAPPED THE BALL IN HUH?! WELL TAP, TAP, TAP, TAP *ball goes in hole* OH LOOK AT THAT, MY BALL WENT IN THE HOLE. NO STROKES, I JUST TAPPED MY BALL!
Joe: Quagmire, it's no fun when you play like this.
Quagmire: YOU WANT FUN? GO BUY A MONKEY!
Answering Machine: You have 24 new messages
Lois: Oh my...
Answering Machine (Herbert): Uh ya hi, I was just wondering, um, where the newspaper boy went?
Answering Machine (Herbert): Haven't seen a newspaper in a couple days, wonderin' if ya ever come by and bring me some good news.
Answering Machine (Herbert): Where are you?
Answering Machine (Herbert): Aw you're starting to piss me off you piggly son of a b***h...CALL ME!
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 3:20 pm
stewie: broccoli must die
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 9:09 am
Olivia: You are the Weakest Link. Goodbye.
Stewie: Ah Hahaha. Oh gosh, that's funny. That's really funny. Do you write your own material? Do you? Because that is so fresh. "You are the Weakest Link. Goodbye." You know, I've never heard anyone make that joke before. Mmmm. You're the first. I've never heard anyone reference that outside the program before. Because that's what she says on the show, right? Isn't it? "You are the Weakest Link. Goodbye." And you've taken that and used it out of context to insult me in this everyday situation. What a clever, smart girl you must be, to come up with htat all by yourself. Mmm. That's so fresh too. Any "Titanic" jokes you wahha throw at me as long as we're hitting these phenomena at the height of their popularity, 'cause I'm re-. I'm here. God, you're so funny.
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Inverse Pixels - The Mule
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 12:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:39 pm
Peter: "Dance with me, Lois, DANCE THE DANCE OF LIFE!"
Adam West: "Dammit Swanson, I want them found!!"
Joe: "We're doing the best we can to find the Griffins, Mayor West."
Adam West: "Not the Griffins, you idiot! The rest of my Lite Brite pieces!! My name's not 'Adam We'! ...Or is it? Who is this? What number did you dial? Don't ever call here again. *click* Well I guess I told him. Nobody messes with Adam We..."
Peter: "Lois, um, go get the medical dictionary and look up "fork in lung."
Lois: "Why?"
Peter: "Time is a factor, Lois."
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 2:40 pm
OH! And-
Peter: "Meg......who let you back in the house?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 7:47 am
Stewie: You smell like head and shoulders
Older Stewie: Ya
Stewie: But I don't see any dandruff
Older Stewie: Exactly
Stewie: Oh
Lois: Oh man my breast are hurting so much from breast feeding Stewie, they even grew like three bra sizes
Brian: Well, I have been watching some ER, so let me take a look at them
*Lois flashs Brian*
Lois: See that bruise there on my left n****e?
Brian: Uh...huh? Oh ya, that's a bruise for ya.
Lois: Maybe I should see a doctor
Brian: You know, if there is any other bruises on you like under your underpants, you can show me
Lois: What?
Brian: Drop. Your. Underpants.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 3:56 pm
Peter: I don't understand Quagmire! How could Lois cheat?
Quagmire: Oh it's okay! Hey! Want me to drag my sack across your face?
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 9:40 pm
Stewie: Oh how positively delightful! It's as if someone stabbed Mr. Bubble.
Brian: THe last plague. The death of your firstborn son.
Peter: Stewie!!!!
Brian: Your FIRSTBORN son!
Peter: Meg!!!!
Brian: Your WIFE!!
Peter: CHRIS!!!!!
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One Winged Angel101010-_-
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Inverse Pixels - The Mule
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:23 am
Greased-up Deaf Guy: Don't judge me. I'm just doing my thang.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 12:40 pm
Peter: Hey Brian check it out! I made a waterslide inside the house! *Peter falls down stairs that is covered in water*
Peter:OW! OW! OW...OW, OOOOWWWW,OW
Brian:I'm not calling the doctor since you didn't learn you're lesson from last time.
Southern Kid: My momma says that if your good, you go to heaven, but if your bad, you'l go to a place where you think your dead, and you want to be dead, but death won't come
Chris: UPN?
Southern Kid: HAHA, your funny Chris
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 1:53 pm
Peter: And Quagmire, you're the boss because you never give up, not even when trying to guess a woman's horoscope.
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Quagmire: Toro?
*girl slaps Quagmire*
Quagmire: Libra?
*girl slaps Quagmire*
Quagmire: Scorpio.
*girl slaps Quagmire*
Quagmire: Haha, I definately know you're not a Virgo.
*girl slaps Quagmire, and Quagmire falls on floor*
Quagmire: Hey! From down here you look like a Picese!
*girl stomps on Quagmire*
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