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When you're ready to give up the struggle, who can you surrender to?
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<lilo> I can read the bloody *manual* as if it were some sort of
religious tract describing forms of enlightenment you can achieve
after 10 years on a mountain :)
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Lois: All right, Stewie, hold on to these while mommy goes to get some apples. [hands him plastic bags]
Stewie: Oh, yes, how clever, Lois, to leave a child with a plastic bag that he can suffocate himself with. Well, I'm going to do it! [tries to put it over his head but it doesn't fit]
Stewie: That's right I'm going to do it! [tries putting it on the side of his head then climbing in it but it doesn't fit]
Stewie: Good Lord, Lois. Either I was a c-section or you're Wonder Woman.
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