Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and I can't find her anywhere.

But from now on, remember:

but you're still my reliable old plow horse

She's at a Justin Bieber concert?

Oh, my God, those kids are expecting a show.

You do make me happy, Lois.

with Alka-Seltzer.

Well, long as I'm up, I might as well go spit in Lois's mouth.

now take the form of the shredded, raggedy,

Get up and dance with me, Peter.

you want to blow your brains out.

Oh, hey. How's it going?

I want the real Lois.

She never came to bed last night,

Step away from my mother, you trollface!

JK, I don't follow you, you're lame.

Oh, shit! Dorime, mah nigger!

Hey, Lois. Doesn't, uh, somebody have

Stewie, you want a Mommy rocket ride?

What is it, Lois?

I got highlights, I went shopping,

Look, Peter, you do what you want to do,

I know, and I'm worried about her.

I know, he's perfect.

What's going on?

♪ But myself I can't deceive

♪ 'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun ♪

All right, I'm going to the store.

I know. Lois has been wearing me out.

Ugh, son of a bitch.

Everyone, everyone, I have something to say.

♪ La, la, la, la, la, regular life ♪

time just seems to slip away,

3 x 7 x 13 x 13 = 3549

who's there each day

He's just a little turtle.

For God's sake, you called her a plow horse.

Let's have sex on all the clean, folded laundry.

and then later on, give her the old sau-seege.

Come on, dudes! Who wants to hop in my wheels

Do me, Peter, do me right here in the basement.