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Oh my god, oh my god, recording another Family Guy episode today and I'm totally freaking out! It's me, Stewie- wait, no, Stey Griffin here in the booth. The producers are giving me weird looks because I keep breaking character- OH BLAST, there I go again!

Now listen here, you wretched peasants. I have spent the morning drafting blueprints for a device that will finally silence the neighbor's yapping dog. It involves high-frequency sound waves and a touch of light treason. Victory shall be mine, eventually! Now, where is my Rupert?

Listen closely, you wretched peasants. While you were distracted by colorful shapes, I've constructed a weather-control machine to ruin your weekend picnics. It’s simply marvelous how easily you simpletons are manipulated. If you wish to grovel for mercy, I’ll be in the nursery enjoying a high-quality juice box.

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.

Like yeah so then Sarah, she's gone and done it again right, just left without telling anyone, and her mum's proper worried and that. I mean she's always doing this innit, just disappearing when things get rough and everyone's like trying to find her.

Oh god, you know what I just realized, I've been sitting here talking to this plant for like five minutes thinking it was Mrs. Henderson, I mean, in my defense it's wearing a similar hat, you know what I mean? No, actually, you don't because you're still a plant.

Oh, the audacity of the man at the dry cleaners! He claimed my silk ascot was beyond repair, and I said, 'Sir, this is a vintage piece.' He goes, 'It’s a rag,' and I said, 'Your soul is a rag!' Long story short, we’re seeing a musical on Tuesday.

Oh my god, Brian, what is this? Is this a screenplay? I mean, look at this dialogue! It is horrific, really. You know, I almost feel sorry for you, but then I remember how much I enjoy your failure. I think we all know where this belongs. Straight into the bin!