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Seth MacFarlane
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That man's a sociopath!
of a gusher in Madison, Wisconsin.
praying fell behind my trundle bed.
One of these guys stepped in dog turd on the way in.
in a wide-open smuggler's hatch like idiots.
A few years ago, the rebbe conducted a surprise inspection
Lawn dandruff?
Let's see. After my salt purchase, backhoe rental,
Jinx! Now you can't talk till I say your name, Stan.
Why don't you toss me those tongs?
"Your scavenger hunt has come to an end.
A geologist? What?
Hope on the bandwagon, Steve. There's plenty of room.
You anticipated my move and had the foresight
It's one of my persona. What?!
Sucker!
Um, can you get your shoes off my duvet, please?
Are they salt executives or genie?
power washer, recondition V-8 engine,
I renounce it.
I'm not embarrassed to say I wept and cried for mercy
But I vow revenge.
I broke my arm and plaster another lease around my cast.
bought the power washer and slap a Hemi on it,
Which beg the question, why did you bring it home?
What?! He abandon you!
so we usually pretend everyone gets a vote.
I got my arm bust by a bunch of Hells Angels.
and anger by delays.
and contrary to what I'd been assure,
'Cause without it, Han and Chewie are screw
preserve by salt...
I soup it up with a little alien tech.
I came up with it when I realize salt
I definitely threw you in the pool,
But, look. Stan struck something.
Technically, yes.
STAN: Nowhere to run, son.
Please. That can't possibly be legally binding.
Basically, this is the lazy protester's dream.
You're obviously a virgin.
I definitely threw you in the pool,
I mean, you saw how it was tearing us apart.
Cocaine doesn't grow underground, dumb-asses.
and eventually, he'll join in.
Please. That can't possibly be legally binding.
As soon as this salt war is over, I'll thank you properly!
truly low, sir.
to confirm that their so-called kosher salt was, indeed, kosher.
about what exactly is going to happen here.
FRANCINE: Roger, leave Steve alone.
for Stan to finally clean the patio.
Almost. It could use a little more...
ROGER: Um, actually, you don't.
It's distracting.
I'm not embarrassed to say I wept and cried for mercy
If our memories are meaningless, then so is this piece of paper.
A third ridiculous guess?
Cocaine doesn't grow underground, dumb-asses.
who've all been conspicuously absent?
are precious and should be protected?
Get drunk!
It's okay. You're a man now.
Quiet, Steve. I'm getting an idea.
Is salt valuable?
Snot did not have a proper file cabinet.
and sweet, lazy Sunday afternoons.
Please. That can't possibly be legally binding.
I respect the sexual frustration behind your decision.
Which is why I bought them from their actual owner.
You're fun and interesting. I am?!
You two may be dead inside, but I'm not.