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  • :Tom Tucker: For you parents, toad licking is also known as Lilypadding, Frenching the Prince and doing Kermit. ---- :Peter Griffin: Believe me Chris, you don't wanna mess with drugs; I tried 'em once...big mistake, things got way too real. :[cut to Peter in the real world] :Peter: Holy crap, I am freakin' out! ---- :Peter: You don't remember what it's like to be my age! :Lois: I'm two years younger than you! ---- :Peter: Huh... Gregg Allman, how did you handle it when life got you down? :Gregg Allman: [emerging from a poster] Me? I did a lot of drugs, married some broad named Cher... I wouldn't recommend either one of them. ---- :[Peter enters thru the library door] :Peter: Holy crap, it's the Breakfast Club! [the "club" consists of Toucan Sam, Tony the Tiger, Trix Rabbit, Lucky and Cap'n Crunch] :Tony The Tiger: You know what I got for Christmas? It was a banner freakin' year at the Tiger house; I got a carton of cigarettes. Old man grabbed me and said, "Ey, smoke up Tony, they're grrrreat!" Bastard. ---- :Peter: And that's my plan, Principal Shepard. So, you with me? :Principal: But...you didn't tell me anything. You just sat down and said "And that's my plan". :Peter: Oh...Oh, right. O...okay, here's my idea. [the scene cuts to the end] And that's my plan, Principal Shepard. :Principal: Well, Mr. Griffin, I don't like it. [the principal pushes Peter out of his office] :[later in the Griffin home, Peter sits on the couch. Suddenly, the phone rings. Peter answers it] :Principal: ...I love it! You have the faculty's full support, but how will you pull it off? :Peter: You let me worry about that, kitten. ---- :Peter: I'll tell you Lois, High school is a lot more fun this time around. And it's a lot safer now that all the kids have guns. ---- :Stewie: You know, mother, this could almost have pass for a palatable banana pudding, but without 'nilla wafers, it's just another one of your wretched culinary abortions. [shoves pudding off and crashes to ground] Now clean it up! ---- :[D'Amico residence. Connie's parents watch Peter chowing potato chips] :Mr. D'Amico: So, uh..Lando... how old did you say you were again? :Peter: Seventeen. [long pause; unsurprised] An' a half. [gasps. Connie comes downstairs in her dress] Sweet statutory, you look beautiful! [Connie's parent look uncertain] Don't worry, I'll take good care of your kid. I got a daughter of my own, y'know. ---- :Peter: Hah, this is great; not only that I live long enough to see Meg go to her first dance, but I'm taking her too. Thanks, Geritol. ---- :Teacher: A girl answered a math problem, you know what the means. A WITCH! ---- :Mr. Berler: All right, what's going on back here? Oh hello Megan. Wait a minute, you're not part of the popular clique. You run along and play alone somewhere. Shame on you all, getting her hopes up like that. ---- :Peter: I had such a crush on her...until I met you, Lois. You're my silver medal. ---- :Peter: Hey, Connie pulled a power move. And when the hottest girl in school asks you to the dance, you don't say no. You say "Hobba hobba hobba hobba, okay!"
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  • Let's Go to the Hop