Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, Stewie, that never happens.

My feet are just shoes sewn to the bottom of my pants.

Hiya, Mr. Belichick!

And to Buffalo! Buffalo's got everything.

Huh. That's hysterical.

Well, that whole trip was pointless.

Ah, this is my favorite part of the game.

...and they're gonna score the game-winning touchdown!

my doctor said I'd be walking again in two weeks.

All right, what better place to find God

Come on, Miyagi, take that karate outside!

or else he swells up and his eyes turn yellow.

Uh, yes, telegram for hungover.

Mario Williams, you scored the winning touchdown.

- And then the strip club. - Guys, we have a 7:00 a.m. tee time.

Nah. This place gives me the creeps. Like when I went to that pedophile opera.

let alone that he'd care anything about football, is absurd.

You gonna need me this week?

He's in our hearts, and we take him with us wherever we go.

Guys, I'm tired of God messing with football.

- Who gets married on a Tuesday? - I got to get off these bad feet.

in our schools.

We areproud topresent Mozart's The Magic FIute,

What did you have?

And now here comes security to kick out the wrong person.

and the game is... Oh, my God, it's a fumble!

You got to lock the doors in heaven?

Peter says it best

- So I'm thinking steak house. - Do they have salad? I can't eat red meat.