Joe Swanson, My Favorite Wheelchair Man
Bonnie: Somebody save him, he can’t swim!
Peter: Oh, he’s not even kicking. Kick Joe, kick.
Lois: Peter, he’s a paraplegic!
Peter: That doesn’t mean he can’t hear. Kick Joe, kick!
(Joe falls out of his chair and is about to fall farther into the sewer when Lois catches him.)
Lois: I can’t hold on much longer!
Joe: Lois, pretend I’m one of your children!
(Joe starts to slip)
Joe: Not Meg!
(Lois pulls Joe to safety)
Joe: So, what can I do for you Peter?
Peter: Well Joe, I need to talk to you about something kind of personal.
Joe: Shoot.
Peter: Well, you know, I took this test and, uh, it sorta turns out that I’m technically mentally retarded. And, um, i just wanted to ask, ya know, how do you deal with it?
Joe: Deal with what?
Peter: You know, with being retarded.
Joe: Peter, I’m not retarded, I’m handicapped.
Peter: Oh, well now your just splitting hairs.
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