Fuck it, this had better be important, as in 'your father needs a kidney and you're the only match in the family,' important. If not someone was going to need one after I finished kicking it.
"Who the hell is it, and what the hell do you want?" I growled into the phone. I'm, as you may have guessed, not at my best in the morning.
"Your father is in the hospital, he needs a kidney, and you're the only match in the family," said my soon to in need of a kidney herself friend, Lander.
—I Am NOT Your Mate, You Ass!
Lois: Listen up, everybody. It's time for spring cleaning.
Peter, Chris, Meg and Brian: Spring cleaning? Aw, not again! (surprised) That was weird. Boy, that was weird too.
Meg: Mom, I can't clean. I have stuff to do.
Lois: Sweetheart, we all know that you don't have any stuff to do. Now I don't wanna hear anymore excuses from anyone.
Peter, Chris, Meg and Brian: Aw crap, we did it again! (long pause) Ruth Bader Ginsberg
—Family Guy, "Fore Father"