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00:21:58
Seth MacFarlan, Alex Borstein, Seth Green
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Two Garfield books and the novelization of the movie Caddyshack.
You foul, venereal-disease-carrying, streetwalking whore.
Man, that's all we need. More Mel Gibson Jesus mumbo jumbo.
Stealing Mel Gibson's towels, bathrobe, and Nazi paraphernalia...
Don't worry, Lois. There's a dog turd in there.
- Hey, can you hand me the pretzel? - Here. Where are we?
Peter and Lois were supposed to chaperone Chris' school dance...
If your teachers ask about your bruise, what do you tell them?
How does it smell, dog? Does it smell like servitude?
Or a woman of equal physical attractiveness.
That show only furthers the stereotype that George Lopez is funny.
Aft torpedo, fire!
I'm so excited I want to prep my diaphragm now.
You can't eat all those hamburger, you stupid fellow!
Sweetheart?
Come on, Chris. It's just vodka.
Mister, you're in serious trouble.
- Peter, it's back. - What, that rash?
You were fantasizing about Mel Gibson.
Jake swipe it from his dad's liquor cabinet.
and you plow the car into a tree?
Coming up, handsome mustachioed man recap news in pleasing baritone.
I swear to God, these kids are gonna make me put a bullet through my head.
We never should have stolen this film.
How does it smell, dog? Does it smell like servitude?
where I'm only attract to handsome men.
He could have us arrest or killed.
at the school dance and Chris got blame for it.
Lois, we are screw.
Just admit that there's no excitement left in our marriage?
Hey, Jefferson, check it out. A chick getting nail on my head.
Stay tune for this and more.
Make sure you stretch out those creamy hamstrings.
Well, I suppose if all those shows go down the tubes, we might have a shot.
but Mel Gibson is shoot at us.
kick the first ass.
Lucky there's a man who Positively can do
Peter, what the hell is wrong with you? I fall asleep for 10 minutes...
You foul, venereal-disease-carrying, streetwalking whore.
Excuse me, I'm Mel Gibson, here for the key to my specially reserved room.
on permanent reserve. A room which he barely uses.
- Hi. - Stand perfectly still, Lois.
Besides, I know how to deal with children, unlike Mr. Geppetto.
Don't take this personally, Mrs. Griffin. I'm doing this because I have to.
Look, you kids are obviously in need of some type of activity.
- We should definitely go. - Yes, we should totally go to war.
Unfortunately, Lois, there's just no more room on the schedule.
He's absolutely right, kids. Because when you drink, nobody wins.
You're too stupid to do it alone.
Almost. Almost. Almost.
I didn't actually drink any of it.
As soon as your husband gives me what I want, you're free to go.
Mr. Gibson just checked out a moment ago.
For the son of God, you sure are a son of a...
Coming up, handsome mustachioed man recaps news in pleasing baritone.
I guess that things have become a little stale for me.
Aft torpedoes, fire!
Coming up, handsome mustachioed man recaps news in pleasing baritone.
Our sex is so dull for you that you got to fantasize about George Clooney?
He's gonna do it! He's so ridiculous.
About two hours from Cape Cod's most luxurious bed and breakfast.
Stealing Mel Gibson's towels, bathrobes, and Nazi paraphernalia...
and all the other beloved children's characters.
We gotta get rid of this thing for the sake of Jesus and Snoopy...
Man, this is even more intense than that time I forgot how to sit down.
No, I just always feel badly when we have to be strict.
Fancy place. Boy, that'd make some second honeymoon.
I'm so excited I want to prep my diaphragm now.
- How many times have I done this before? - All right, but be careful.
You don't find me attractive anymore.
chronic liver disease as a result of alcohol abuse.
You can't eat all those hamburgers, you stupid fellow!