This house is freakin' sweet

MB: We Only Live to Kiss Your Ass!
Butler: Kiss it? We'll even wipe it for you!

MB: From here on in it's easy street!
Peter: Any bars on that street?
Butler: 24 happy hours a day.
Peter: Oh Boy!

MB: We'll stop Jehovahs at the gate!
Guard: May I see that pamphlet, sir?
Slap
Peter: My God, This house is freakin' sweet!

Chef 1: I make brunch, Clive cooks lunch,
Chef 1 & 2: Each and Everyday!
Chef 3: Chocolate Cake, a la Blake!
Peter: 100 bucks, Blake is gay!

MB: We'll do the best we can with Meg!
Meg: Are you saying I'm ugly?
Maid: It doesn't matter, dear, your rich now!

MB: We'll do your nails and rub your feet!
Lois: Oh, thats not nessa- Oh My!

MB: We'll do your homework every night!
Chris: It's really hard!
Butler: That's why we got that Steven Hawking guy.
Peter: My God, This house is freakin' sweet!

Used to pass lots of gas!
Lois ran away!
Now we've got 30 rooms!
Hello beans! Goodbye spray!

MB: We'd take a bullet just for you!
Stewie: Oh what a coincidence, I've got one!
Lois: Stewie!
MB: Prepare to suck that golden teat!
Now that you're stinking rich,
We'll gladly be your bitch!

Peter: My God, This house is...

MB and Peter: Freakin' Sweet!
MB: Welcome!

Maid: Thats a wrap people, now lets get the hell outta here!

Peter: Hey! Wait a second! Where ya going?

Maid: The old bag only paid us up through the song.

Lois: Well, we can just pick up after ourselfs.
After all well just be here on the weekends...

Peter: No, no Lois! It's time you start living like the
piece of Schmidt you are!

Lois: That's Pewterschmidt...

Peter: W- Wait! You guys, You guys! Your all hired to be full time
Griffion servents!

Lois: Peter, Where are we going to get the money
to pay all these people?

Peter: Simple... I... uh... sold our house in Quahog
Lois: You sold our home?!?

Peter: Suprise!

Lois: Peter, how could you?!?

Peter: Whoops...

Peter: I reconize that tone!
Tonight, I sleep alone!
But still this...

MB and Peter: house is freakin' swee~eet!