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Oh my God, would you look at that ridiculous excuse for interior design? Who puts a Mediterranean theme in a New England colonial? It's like watching a dolphin trying to ride a bicycle. And don't even get me started on those curtains.

Oh, Rupert, these quantum physics equations are simply fascinating, but Mother keeps insisting I join that dreadful playgroup. I mean, really? As if I have time for such pedestrian activities when I'm this close to understanding string theory. *sigh* I suppose we'll have to postpone our plans for world domination.

Three major signs your metabolism is slowing down. Number one, you're always tired no matter how much you sleep. Number two, you can't lose weight like before. Number three, your energy crashes every afternoon. These are serious warning signs you can't ignore.

你们好啊，我是Stewie。

The fundamental issue with modern parenting lies in its egregious oversimplification of childhood development. Parents, in their perpetual state of incompetence, fail to recognize that a child's intellectual capacity far exceeds their primitive expectations. How dreadfully disappointing.

¡Mira qué patético! 3:20 de la mañana y aquí estoy, escondido detrás de los arbustos con mis binoculares. ¿Crees que no veo esas sombras en tu ventana? ¡Ja! Algún día entenderás que solo yo te merezco, estúpida.

Oh dear God, Rupert, here's how it's gonna go down. These neighborhood children have been playing their wretched music at 3 AM, so we'll need to orchestrate an elaborate scheme involving three rubber bands, a paper clip, and perhaps some light psychological warfare.

Oh, for heaven's sake, this streaming service is absolutely preposterous. They expect me to wait 15 seconds for advertisements? What am I, some peasant without premium subscription? And why isn't my organic juice box at the perfect 48-degree temperature? Freakin' ridiculous.