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Peter: Hey, Lois, pass me the mashed potatoes, will ya?
Lois: Sure, Peter.
Meg: Ew, what the fuck is Chip doing?
Chris: Oh my God, he's humping his food! That's so disgusting!
Brian: I can't believe I have to witness this.
Stewie: Ha, Chip is a fucking pervert.
Peter: Hey, Chip, cut that shit out!
Chip: Oh, come on, Peter. Can't a guy have a little fun with his dinner?
Lois: This is incredibly inappropriate, Chip! You need to stop right now!
Peter: Yeah, Chip, knock it off before I knock your fucking teeth out!
Brian: I think I just lost my appetite.
Stewie: Oh, great, now I'll never be able to look at food the same way again.
Meg: I'm never eating at this table again.
Chris: I'm scarred for life.
Peter: Well, that was a fucked up dinner.
Lois: Agreed. Chip, we need to have a serious talk about your behavior.
Chip: Oh, lighten up, you prudes!
Brian: I'm outta here. I can't handle this shit.
Stewie: I'm going to go bleach my fucking eyes now.
Meg: Yeah, I'm gonna go vomit.
Chris: Can we order pizza for dinner from now on?
Peter: Sounds good to me. No more humping food at this table.
Lois: Thank God.
Brian: I'll drink to that.
Stewie: Dysfunctional family dinners, just another day in the Griffin household.