Different but good.
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Yes I admit it is different then in 1999 but it has changed for the better its new adjustments gave it more plots, more episodes and more characters it is funnier in different ways like new jokes. Stewie has gotten less evil Gayer I will admit but less evil they have been meaner to Meg (thumbs up) but if you would like me to make a long story short Funnier in some way and less in other ways this
(Both) We're off on the road to Rhode Island We're having the time of our lives. (Stewie) Take it dog... (Brian) We're quite a pair of partners, Just Like Thelma and Louise. 'cept you're not six feet tall (Stewie) Yes, and your breasts don't reach your knees. (Brian) Give it time. (Both) We're off on the road to Rhode Island, We're certainly going in style. (Brian) You're with an intellectual, who craps inside his pants. (Stewie) How dare you. At least I don't leave urine stains on all the household plants.
(Brian) Oh, pee jokes. (Both) We've traveled a bit and we've found, Like a masochist in Newport we're Rhode Island bound. ((Brian) Crazy travel conditions, huh? (Stewie) First class or no class (Brian) Whoa, careful with that joke, it's an antique (Both) We're off on the road to Rhode Island We're not going to stop till we're there (Brian) Maybe for a beer. (Brian) Whatever dangers we may face, we'll never fear or cry (Stewie) That's right, until we're syndicated Fox will never let us die, please! (Both) We're off on the road to Rhode Island, The home of that old campus swing. (Brian) We may pick up some college girls, and picnic on the grass. (Stewie) We'd tell you more, but we'd have the censors on our ass. (Brian) Yikes! (Both) We certainly do get around. Like a bunch of renegade pilgrims Who are thrown out of Plymouth colony. We're Rhode Island bound. Or like a group of college freshmen who were rejected by Harvard and forced to go to Brown! into this
You've got to look your best tonight, You tubby little parasite, Cause there's a lovely lady and she's waiting for you.
And though her pretty face may seem, A special person's wettest dream, Before you get to see it there are things you must do.
We'll try, a tie, And boutonnière of yellow, Or a rose, that shows, That you're a classy fellow, With the posh, panache, Of Jefferson at Monticello, Busting out a mile with style.
I know you just can't wait to stare, At all that luscious orange hair, But boy before you touch a single curl, You must impress that ultra-boomin', All-consumin', Poorly-groomin'
Down syndrome girl.
On any normal day you reek, As if you're on a farting streak, Your finger's up your nose and you are dripping with drool.
But if you want a lady's love, you're better off by smelling of, A gentlemen's Cologne instead of sneakers and stool.
A squirt, a spurt, Of something just for Ellen, And you'll see, that she, Will find you so compelin'And she does, because, The only smell that she'll be smellin', won't be coming from your bum.
You wanna take that little whore, And spin her on the dancing floor, But boy before you do a single twirl, You must impress that effervescing, Self-possesing, no-BS-ing, Down syndrome girl.
Her eyes are emerald portals, To a secret land of love, And her smile is like the sweetest summer flower...
Her kiss is so inviting, And her hugs are so delighting...
And what makes them really nice, Is that they've got a little spice, Because they're tighter than a vice, And may go on for an hour.
My boy between the two of us, We'll get you on that shorty bus, And then you're gonna take it for a whirl.
Now go impress that super-thrilling
Wish-fulfilling, Yoo-Hoo spilling, Ultra-swinging, boner-bringing, Gaily singing, dingalinging, Stupefying, fortifying, As of Monday, shoelace tying, Stimulating, titillating, Kitty-cat impersonating, Mega-rocking, pillow-talking, Just a little crooked walking, Coyly pouting, booby-sprouting, For some reason always shouting, Fascinating, captivating, Happiness and joy creating...
Down syndrome girl!