Just…There’s No Words, Really
“Hello Sally, h-hey its Peter Griffen. Yeah, that’s right, senior prom, yeah it’s been a while..so listen, um, I just found out that I’m retarded and um, I’m just calling to let you know that uh, you might want to get yourself tested.”
Peter: Ok, here’s another riddle. A woman has two children. A homicidal murderer tells her she can only keep one. Which one does she let him kill?
Brian: That’s not a riddle. That’s … that’s just terrible.
Peter: Wrong, the ugly one!
Lois: Together we can do anything: face any foe, overcome any obstacle.
Peter: Yeah, climb any mountain, rent any video, dial any phone. And not just our phone, Lois, other people’s phones. Decent phones, God-fearing phones, phones that everybody else gave up on, but we knew better because we were a team!
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