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00:22:34
Seth MacFarlan, Alex Borstein, Seth Green
125
Well, we call you "normies".
and skate on Paul Bunyan's giant skillet to cook his flapjack!
You're not a shoplifter. You're just a fat kid. Sorry about that, fatty-fat-fatty.
- Here's some chocolate, fatso. - Thanks!
I picked this up on Dateline from that yummy exoskeleton Maria Shriver.
Call the damn exterminator!
Attention, world leaders. I have 137 nuclear warhead
Do you have bruise? Did somebody hit you? Lois, what did you do to my son?
I don't have a moustache. Do I?
Well, Mr Griffin, the bandage are ready to come off.
- Peter, did you get a new buttocks? - I had to. My old one had a crack in it.
Hi. I'm on a scavenger hunt, and I need a human foot.
- Bring pride to our village! - Send firewood!
I mean, what kinda lazy, narcissistic, irresponsible moron would even consider
Here's your dessert, sweetie. Dig in.
Spittle. Semen!
Meat loaf for us, and a very special, very delicious steamed vegetable dish for Chris.
- Cleanup on aisle three! I got it! - Peter, where's Chris?
Wake up, Leona! This decrepit Hooverville is infest with something besides idiots!
That wasn't a sentence. You were ogling Peter like a horny schoolgirl.
I'm like a Green Beret, you know. I sneak inside you and I skulk around
This is interminable! I demand to know why you insist on taking me everywhere you go!
Oh, and feel free to use my fork, I sha't be needing it. Watch me.
- Is it on the machine? - I erase it.
Damn you, ice cream. Come to my mouth. How dare you disobey me?
and pills to make your bowel movements smell like bakery-fresh cinnamon rolls.
But I've never been more attract to him. Does that make me a bad person?
I would, but my doctor advise me against heavy lifting.
We pray.
- Yeah. I think it looks better. - You paste it over me.
- Get a hold of yourself! - Ow! Peter, you're suppose to hit Brian!
Oh, my God! Stewie, you've got bugs on your jammies! Peter, wake up.
Dad took me to a doctor to get the fat vacuum out of my belly.
Don't listen to your sister. Stickin' your finger down your throat doesn't make you throw up.
It taste like a monkey. A monkey that's past its prime.
Peter, if you're this desperate about Chris's weight, why don't you just suck the fat out?
doing something as unbelievably foolish as getting liposuction? Who, I ask you? Who?
Lucky there's a man who positively can do all the things that make us
It's too bad you can't have some - it's practically orgasmic!
Attaboy. All the way upstream, buddy.
I mean, what could possibly happen if you left me home by myself?
Well, Nell Carter used to be twice as big before Broderick got through with her.
Trust me, Chris, sometimes it's better not to fit in.
My God, it's finally happened.
We did all we can, but medical science has come just so far.
Dad, I don't like running. The sound of my thighs scraping together hurts my ears.
not tellin' our kids a person's not as good as someone else because of the way they look.
Come on. Lois, I feel great droppin' that kind of weight all at once.
You know, there's somethin' I always wanted to do, Brian,
Never ye fear. I've been doin' this all me life.
And when I got all my buddies, I sneak out again.
It's no good! There's too many of 'em!
She is so jealous. Of course - I'm beautiful. I mean, look at me.
I'm like a Green Beret, you know. I sneak inside you and I skulk around
Peter, good to see you. I've got a lot of tall, statuesque people I want you to meet.
This is interminable! I demand to know why you insist on taking me everywhere you go!
Wake up, Leona! This decrepit Hooverville is infested with something besides idiots!
It's too bad you can't have some - it's practically orgasmic!
What are you looking at, you... you infantile, stupid...
Well, then, giddy-up.
Meat loaf for us, and a very special, very delicious steamed vegetable dish for Chris.
I say, Phineas, great day to be doing squat thrusts
I mean, what kinda lazy, narcissistic, irresponsible moron would even consider
and lifting our huge triangular iron weights.
Oh, I can't help it! I know, I know, he's become a superficial, egomaniacal jerk.
Bovine lummox! Oh!
The ultraviolet scanning light will be the judge of that.
- Well, somebody's jealous. - Have you forgotten about Chris?
doing something as unbelievably foolish as getting liposuction? Who, I ask you? Who?
Stick your finger down your throat and throw up till you're skinny.
Here's your introductory basket. It's got lotions, Ferrari sunglasses,
Meat loaf for us, and a very special, very delicious steamed vegetable dish for Chris.