Quotes Of Stewie
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"Damn you vile woman, you've impeded my work since the day I escaped from your retched womb."

"Blast you and your estrogenical treachery."

"Damn the broccoli, damn you, and damn the Wright Brothers."

"What do you say to that broccoli?...Stop mocking me."

"Day 171: I've sprouted an odd finger.  Counting the one from yesterday, I'm up to eleven."

"I must prepare for my journey: Grenades, mace, baggy full of cheerios."

"I'll give you whatever you wan: Money, women, ...men?

"I only hope my heartfelt thanks will keep you warm while you spend the next ten years in frozen carbonite."

"Yes, but for every sprinkle I find, I shall kill you."

"Shake me like a British nanny."

"Silence you contemptable shrew."

"That book may contain the key to my enslaving of all mankind...oo fuzzy"

"What about shutting the hell up?"

"What the deuce.  Hlaf man, half machine.  Why with that technology I could escape those retched heredons.  Go cyborg."

"Play 'Wheels On The Bus' and get out of my sight."

"I say mother, this hotdog has been on my plate for a full minute and it hasn't yet cut itself."

"Cut my eggs...cut my milk"

"You, bring me the Wall Street Journal.  You two, fight to the death."

"Why does that man drop his club before he runs around.  I would take it with me."

"I love god, he is so deliciously evil."

"This is how I wanted to enter the new millenium, locked in a basement with imbeciles dressed like a gay Neil Armstrong."

"I wouldn't bother visiting the neighborhood of make-believe today Mr. Rogers.  I daresay you'll find it quite in ruins."

"How dare you soil my good name by spreading your slanderous filth."

"This is so good it has to be fattening."

"Try it again Richard.  And remember, the wrong keys are electrified."

"Flappy, good news.  I've decided not to kill you."

"What's this?  Blueberries?  Oh my that's better than sex."

"Get that puree of loathsomeness away from me."

"Yo quiero pancakes, donnez-moi pancakes, click click bloody click pancakes."

"But you promised the fat one would perish."

"My last helping of white meat was dryer than Oscar Wylde."

"How dare you reduce my finely hued thespian stylings to mere mother gooseries."

"You are the worst thing to happen to theater since Andrew Lloyd Weber.  And you, well I just plain don't like you."
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