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 Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:31 am
Lois: Peter, theres a hooker on the bed!
Hooker: Hi.
Peter: Stand perfectly still Lois, their vision is based on movement.
(Pause)
Hooker: Where'd you go?
Peter: Lois, um, go get the medical dictionary and look up "fork" and "lung."
Lois: Why?
Peter: Time is a factor, Lois.
Auctioner: Our first item is a pair of panties confiscated from a prostitute.
Quagmire: Fifty bucks.
Auctioner: She had nine STDs.
Quagmire: Forty-five bucks.
Auctioner: And when we caught her she wet herself.
Quagmire: Fifty bucks.
Quagmire (running through mall and accidentally into the camera room): Where am I, am I dead?
Security Guard: No, this is where we monitor all the dressing rooms in the mall so we can keep an eye out for shoplifters.
(Woman on Monitor has heart attack)
Quagmire: Oh my God! That one's having a heart attack! (Runs to womans dressing room.)
Quagmire: (Rubs womans chest and breathes in her mouth. Woman becomes conscious.)
Woman#2: That was amazing!
Woman#3: You saved her life!
Woman#4: Thank God you know CPR!
Quagmire: What the hell is CPR?
Peter: So did your therapist figure out what the problem was?
Brian: Yeah. He thinks I'm in love.
Peter: Oh my God...you can talk!
Peter: Gays don't vommit. They're a very clean people. And they have been ever since they came to this country from France
Peter (narrating his life): "I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. I looked with a grimace at the questionable meal Lois had placed in front of me. Of course I'd never tell her how disgusted I was with her cooking, but somehow I think she knew. Lois had always been full of energy and life, but lately I had begun to grow more aware of her aging. The bright, exuberant eyes that I had fallen in love with were now beginning to grow dull and listless with the long fatigue of a weary life. (Lois knocks Peter out.)
I woke several hours later in a daze."
Lois: Honey, what do you say we uh...christen these new sheets, huh?
Peter: Why Lois Griffin, you naughty girl.
Lois: Hehehe...that's me.
Peter: You dirty hustler.
Lois: Hehehehe...
Peter: You filthy, stinky prostitute.
Lois: Aha, ok I get it...
Peter: You foul, venereal disease carrying, street walking whore.
Lois: Alright, that's enough!
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:32 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:33 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:34 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:35 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:36 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:36 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:37 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:38 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:39 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:40 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:40 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:41 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:43 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 11:46 am
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