You know the rules. I come up with an acronym, you come up with its meaning, yadda yadda yadda, let's get this show on the road like the impatient Americans that we are.
Big Ugly Cats Kill. Feathers use tattered trees East of Rome.
OLD SPICE
~Lois - "Stewie, why don't you play in the other room"
Stewie -"Why don't you burn in hell?!?!"
Lois - "Well, no dessert for you young man"~
~Stewie: Damn you vile woman, you've impeded my work since the day I escaped your vile womb!~
~Peter Griffin: Oh, you people can kiss the fattest part of my ass!~
~[While trying to potty-train Stewie]
Peter Griffin: Maybe you don't have to pee. I'll just give you some beer, it'll run right through you.
Stewie: Beautiful. And while we're at it we can light up a dubey and watch porn!
Peter Griffin: Rea...Really?~