Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wake up, wake up, wake up. You need some lotion, Mr Bad Skin?
Argh! Unhand me, woman. I don't have gas, I'm in love!
Cookie?
Janet's coming.
duff man take better care of yourself
You sit here, Brad. Stewie's it.
- Ugh! Move. I have a lot of work to do. - I can't, I'm stuck.
Gladys, it took me two hours to work up the courage to rent this porno.
- Maybe we should put him in daycare. - Lois, his answers are out on the open road.
Peter, do you even know which one of our children I'm talking about?
Leonard, you pudgy-faced apple-john, I will not be made a fool of!
Peter, could you move your arm, please?
Is Mr Sanders in?
Well, that's the way the cookie crumbles!
Somebody help. Help. Help!
I say you she dead.
Nobody better come in here. I'm the Griffins' house.
Argh!
That's right. A little further.
No!
You don't care about me. It's my donuts! It's always been the donuts!
You'll have to get your fill somewhere else, you oatmeal-raisin-Ioving tart!
You don't care about me. It's my cookies! It's always been the damn cookies!
Snake Griffin.
Yes. I... Yes, I've also been known to answer to Artemis, Agent Buchwald and Snake.
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Oh, Peter, bein' married to you gives me all the excitement I can handle.